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The hubs is sick... He has Bieber fever!!
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My daughter, who was conceived, born and raised all of her 6 years here in south central PA... She has a Boston accent. Numbers = numbahs
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Aw shit... The tooth fairy has to come tonight. Don't know if I have money!!! Shitballs!
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Oh awesome... now the boy child has left the tooth fairy a note asking what his/her name is!
How the FUCK do I know?
I guess I shouldn't write my name there, huh?
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My daughter has decided that she is going to marry her friend, Dallas.
Dallas' mom and I decided it'll be cheaper for them to get married now, rather than wait... so we're talking a Chuck E. Cheese wedding.
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So, the other day, my girl child decided to make herself breakfast.
No big deal, right?
HA!
She put three packets of Cream of Wheat in a bowl along with the right amount of water AND milk... microwaved it and started eating.
It must not have been sweet enough because she added brown sugar, butterscotch chips, chocolate chips and a shitload of sugar.
I only guess that it was a shitload of sugar because a day or two before, the hubs filled one of these:
And as I was noticing things she used around the kitchen, I discovered that this sugar dispenser only had about a quarter inch of sugar left in it.
That's a fucking shitload of sugar.
It was really no surprise when later on in the day she came up to me crying that her belly hurt.
All I could say to her was "Well, you have had 3 days worth of fiber and about a weeks worth of sugar... I'm not surprised you don't feel well."
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