I do burn down a lot of things. We could have a bonfire with calendars for kindling if you want. Burn October metaphorically.
It's the white hair that makes me look older. And don't you know it's rude to ask a lady her age. Do I have to smack some manners into you?
Probably a good thing, don't need to give your mama any grandchildren to ruin. Your Mama sounds like a quack. Mine was the opposite, I had to be near death to be considered. When I was real little, she had some garden party, and forgot that you have to reapply sunscreen. I got one nasty bout of sun poisoning and she still complained about leaving the party to get me medical attention while asking a child why she didn't just stay in the shade. Well ain't that adorable. Glad to see you get to carry over the better traditions from home, with no mama around to tell you otherwise. It'll give you a good chance to explore that friendship. And glad to hear it didn't stop you. Sometimes you gotta stand up in the little ways.
It's more what didn't I do. Let's see. I knew real well how to balance their books, so I used to go into their documents and slip in breadcrumbs to made up fraudulent charges. I also used to donate millions to charities that they hated. Oh. Also, we had this wine cellar and one thing rich people love to brag about knowing is their wine and let me say a 50000 dollar bottle of wine does not necessarily taste better than a 20 dollar bottle. So a friend of mine and I would sneak to open the bottles before a party and pour out the expensive wine for the cheap wine. Then we'd hide out and watch as the rich idiots talked about how fine the wine was while drinking glasses of wine that cost about 10 grand a piece ourselves.
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It's the white hair that makes me look older.
And don't you know it's rude to ask a lady her age. Do I have to smack some manners into you?
Probably a good thing, don't need to give your mama any grandchildren to ruin.
Your Mama sounds like a quack. Mine was the opposite, I had to be near death to be considered. When I was real little, she had some garden party, and forgot that you have to reapply sunscreen. I got one nasty bout of sun poisoning and she still complained about leaving the party to get me medical attention while asking a child why she didn't just stay in the shade.
Well ain't that adorable. Glad to see you get to carry over the better traditions from home, with no mama around to tell you otherwise. It'll give you a good chance to explore that friendship. And glad to hear it didn't stop you. Sometimes you gotta stand up in the little ways.
It's more what didn't I do. Let's see. I knew real well how to balance their books, so I used to go into their documents and slip in breadcrumbs to made up fraudulent charges. I also used to donate millions to charities that they hated. Oh. Also, we had this wine cellar and one thing rich people love to brag about knowing is their wine and let me say a 50000 dollar bottle of wine does not necessarily taste better than a 20 dollar bottle. So a friend of mine and I would sneak to open the bottles before a party and pour out the expensive wine for the cheap wine. Then we'd hide out and watch as the rich idiots talked about how fine the wine was while drinking glasses of wine that cost about 10 grand a piece ourselves.