Welcome to the rest of your life.
Both me. No complaints.
Nice kids.
@[email protected] I took measures against this by making sure my children do not exist
@[email protected] ouch.
Brutal?
Or heartwarming?@[email protected] Well, from now on, it is going to be mama or sir. Wait until the waiter talks louder, so you’ll hear. Like some people talk on their cell phones while on speaker.
“Hello, do you hear the world coming out of my mouth?”, kinda on loud.
@[email protected] Haha
@[email protected] Young lad knocked on my door. Asked me if I was his pals father.
Ouch.
Then at a fish and chip shop, someone passed me the senior menu.
I mean, come on!
@[email protected] A while back, when I was having mobility issues, we got one of those saying check on the disabled. Three different church groups came to my door to check on me, and give me leaflets, I wouldn’t have minded, but I was more likely to trip on the stairs getting to the front door due to my mobility issues than I was just sitting in my nice warm living room.
@[email protected] Next time that ice cold message comes through, the OP will quickly get the music cranking loud and be up and happn’n before the kids turn up
@[email protected] oof
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Wholesome
