Dear Fuck:
Kindly explain to me why it is ok for me to drive the kid to school in my bathrobe when she has to be in early*, but for in order for you to do it, you have to be showered, dressed and have your hair in order?
I really love your new hours. You are always around to help me with the kids in the morning, just like you said**.
The SAD thing is YOU think you are indispensible here! You actually said "You only have to drive the kid one day a week, and you can't manage it". I ONLY ASKED FOR HELP because I had spent all morning feeding 3 kids while YOU slept in, I dressed them, I studied with her for the math test*** and YOU did NOTHING.
YOU are an asstard.
Love,
ME
*I don't get out of the car, I just drop her off.
**Ahem. Sarcasm = A tongue of which the user speaks of something the complete opposite of what the user means. It often has the best comedic value.
Ex: "I'm okay. Don't mind the gaping wound and the sword protruding from my back. I'm fine. Feel like a million fucking bucks, dammit."
***See post titled Dear Assface
****My mom yelled at me for cursing too much.
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