Leave Me Alone, Step-Mom!
What is with this woman, lately? She just will not stop asking me about the ***damn Wii! I swear she asks me about that damn thing like every single day, and how many times do I tell her "no, it's not available anywhere because it's sold out everywhere because it sells out fast and people want it really badly!?" Does her alcoholic self not get it? How many times must I repeat myself for it to sink in? I mean, God knows I want one for myself, but I know I'm not going to get one anytime soon. I'd have to figure out which store is getting them, then camp out in front of said store overnight in the blistering cold just to obtain one. I swear that damn Crown Royal is killing her brain cells much more faster than I thought. I'm getting so very sick and tired of her asking me the same damn questions every damn day about that damn console! SHUT UP ALREADY!!!
I apologize for the rants on my step-mom lately, but yeah. The woman puts me though this crazy crap everyday and it just drives me nuts. I need to get out of this house. Anybody need a roommate? I promise you I won't cause trouble because I'm a fairly private person that keeps to himself ninety-five percent of the time.
I apologize for the rants on my step-mom lately, but yeah. The woman puts me though this crazy crap everyday and it just drives me nuts. I need to get out of this house. Anybody need a roommate? I promise you I won't cause trouble because I'm a fairly private person that keeps to himself ninety-five percent of the time.