Dylan: I’ve washed these jeans and I still can’t get the puke stains out…
Mom: That’s too to bad… “Meeeeeeeemories…. light the. corners. of my. mind. Misty water-colored MEEEEM-RIIIIIEEEEES…” ::shescreamschasinghimdownthehall::
Consequences. The young people, they have to learn the consequences.
Comments (17)
Glad you are past that terrible evening.
Yep. I’m on a mac as well.
maaan he’s lucky that’s the worst consequence!! (I meant the singing, not the puke)
I second what SealKitty said….
plus…you are too fucking funny!!! I would have been doing the same thing.
amen sistah’
Thankfully that was his worst consequence. I could tell him some stories about my consequences that would turn his hair gray.
you are such a good mommie. he’s so lucky that’s the worst punishment he’s getting. besides now they really are distressed jeans. bwaha.
oh the fun we had in our youth…sigh.
Puke stains and mom singing…lil sonovagun will think twice next time!
I hope you sang off-key at least!
“Crusty Vomit-colored memoorieeeeeeeees of the jeans that werrrrrrrrre!”
Next lifetime I want a mom like you.
-M
So true. But also true for old(er) people.
ha! Hell hath no fury as a Babs cover tune.
that’s something my mom would have done to me.
and she’s fantastic. you do the math.
That’s riiiiight. Dammit.
so … uh … Tie Guy and I wanna come see you this summer. Can we?
Oh man, now you reeeeally get to have fun. Never let him live this down!
Call him Mr. Pukey Pants. Nah, stupid idea. But I would. But then I’m childish like that.
ryc on my other blog, I agree. Could perform personal services too. Have to be (very) special recruits for that though.