To the little nappy headed boy in my daughter's tae kwon do class: you've got one more time to touch my child, understand? Don't make me snatch you up.
To the nappy headed boy's grandparents: That goes for you too! I have no problem discussing this with you, either. That is if you can stay in the studio and supervise your damn grand children...
To my mom: STOP TRYING TO BE SUPERWOMAN!!! THAT'S WHY YOU ARE SICK AGAIN???!!! TAKE SOME TIME OFF AND LET YOUR BODY HEAL ITSELF. sheesh
To my dad: Yeah, I heard you say you were going "out". Let's see how you like living by your damn self. Triflin AZZ SAS.
To myself: Umm, can we hurry up and get the budget thing together??!! How about we get on the ball and stop buying every ding dang thing? We have a goal, and we need to sacrifice. Yeah that walk from the Metro station to work is cold, but think of the central heat in our condo next year.
To my child's father: stop being so cheap. I'm glad you are moving here so you will see that
OUR child does need the extra money I am asking for. Its not like I am asking for a grand a month. You need to stop listening to your little girlfriend and keep an eye on your wallet. I'm the one taking care of OUR child and you make WAY more money than I do. Stop being so #*&#$%^@ cheap!
