Manic Witch

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

Too bad I can't ground you

Smokey, Vader, get in here. Now! Yes, you two are in trouble-BIG trouble.

Smokey, bury your turds. I've told you this before and I'm getting sick of you not listening to me. It's disgusting. I hate walking past the litter boxes and getting knocked over by that smell. Your little brother looks up to you and I don't want you teaching him your bad habits. Just do it. I'm not going to tell you again.

Vader, mommy's bra is not a plaything. I cannot stress this enough to you. I know you are too young to understand, but just don't do it. It took me a long time to find one that fits well and really makes the girls stand up and bark. Ok, poor choice of words, but you get my meaning. I wish I could have gotten several like it, but there was only one in the store and I haven't been able to find another one so I have to treat this one with special care. So please, just leave it alone.

Ok, you two can go play now.

Manic Witch wove her spell:: 11/07/2007 08:54:00 AM ::