I am totally fed up with the PIT. She is driving me round the bend with her fanciful ways.
Heck there isn’t a fire hydrant in the whole neighborhood that she hasn’t scented.
She stinks!!!
I may take to drink!
Maybe I’ll emigrate to Ireland. I know I’d have plenty of fine company there.
Poor Mom though what would she do without me?
Maybe beer is the best solution!!!!!
Blessing#1994-Bitter Brews
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