A collection of all the stuff I am bombarded with every day on Facebook and email and Twitter and so forth.
Almost all of it is stuff that was sent to me and I did not request. I don't know where most of it came from other than the person that dropped it on me.
Thursday, May 2, 2013
I hope your kids turn out twice as bad as you.
My mom once told me, "I hope your kids turn out twice as bad as you."
She didn't realize one day she'd be babysitting them.