Saturday, September 12, 2015

The retarded Dorito...

Hello…and yeah, I wrote that title!


Before you start gong all politically correct on me hear me out….


Those are not my words, no; those are the words of a 14 year old interchanging comments with her older sister in the bathroom walls. Remember that I had blogged about how they were putting graffiti on the bathroom walls prior to their mother putting an end to it? Well, that picture was sent to me as proof that the kids are running amuck upstairs without the presence of an adult.

Which leads me to part “B” of my story; subletting that room

I presented the plan and the viable candidates to fit the scenario; told them the usual mumbo-jumbo on how anywhere from four to five hundred dollars a month would help us go out to the movies or restaurants more often… the usual bullshit… the kids were opposed to such shenanigan ideas, they did not agree with someone that wouldn’t fit with their lifestyle, the hoarding type, to come into this house. If anybody was going to move into this house, it had to be family; for respect to their mother I will omit more details on this matter... it was my turn to throw a tantrum: “NOooooooo” No way, no how I said!

So we have agreed to keep the Status Quo for right now pending them moving out or me dying….


Stupid kids….

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