Save me.
Olivia's little friend is over painting some Easter eggs. She has a hideous case of post nasal drip and she's sniffing and snorking every five seconds.
This is a condition that leaves me with the screaming urge to punch someone in the face and claw my own ears off.
BLOW YOUR FUCKING NOSE, CHILD!!!
I know it doesn't help. I've been there. But that doesn't make me feel any less hysterically homicidal.
2 comments:
I would just keep passing the tissues, or remove myself to another room. It's never good to punch them.
You'll be glad to hear I've folled that course of action.
It still reverberates thorugh the house though.
SNRRRRRGGHGHGHK.
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SNRRRRRGGHGHGHK.
etc. Except I gave them popcorn, so now it's open mouthed munchmunchmunchsnrghghgkmunchmunchmunchsnrrrghghgk etc.
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