The following actually happened to my wife, the Comely and Buxom and Easily Terrified Boudicca the other day while discussing a tea pot or some other Jane Austen shit with my mother-in-law.
TC&B&ETB: "Yeah, mom, I thought you had it in the spare bedroom."
Mother-in-Law: "Oh, you're right! Let me put a shirt on and go look for it."
I came home to find her curled up in the fetal position in the corner of the dining room, rocking back and forth, tears slowly leaking down her cheek, far-and-away distant look in her eye, muttering softly over and over again for the bad man to go away.
3 days ago
4 comments:
And people wonder why video phones have just NEVER taken off.
Yeah, I could have lived a life time without hearing something like that. I charge my Mom 80 dollars every times she says something that has the potential to send me into therapy for years. Only fare she should pay the co-pay :-)
Something about Lisa charging her mother for things like that doesn't make it any better. In fact, quite the opposite.
McGone:
Yeah, it's just wrong on so many levels. Come to think of she has never paid me for any of her comments....
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