Heaven forbid a week goes by where I don’t make a post that isn’t “GRRRR I HATE MY LINUX MACHINE WHY WON’T IT WORK? BLAH BLAH BLAH!”
So I’ve been thinking about this one for a while, just so I could get enough to make a “list.” So here goes — here are actual things that I have said out loud around the house.
“Who left all the lights on in here?”
“Is it so hard to put your dirty dishes in the dishwasher?”
“I just cleaned this kitchen! How did it get so dirty already?”
“Who’s mess is this?”
“Why is the front door unlocked?”
And a few others I’ve forgotten. It’s official — I’ve become my parents.
That would be me,
Me again,
Me
Who? me?
Oh wait.. that must be me.
Bad Luke!
Andy is not a parent.. just becoming.. responsible! =D hehehe
heehee
I think the only way to have Andy stop asking these kinda questions is…
…
…
Send him back home to his parents!
Re: heehee
Or maybe kick the child who’s responsible for all the mess out! 😉
no one move…
coz i got bayonets in my room!