KUFUFUFOGATTACK~*
I had meant to post about this a couple days back, but hey, late lulz are better than no lulz at all, amirite? 8)
Around five or six the other morning, my mother began screeching and throwing a total snit.
This is, of course, absolutely nothing new and rather the norm for her, as was the fact this particular snit seemed to be brought on by her Epic Hypochondriaz™. (aka ATTENSHUNZ ATTENSHUNZ I NEED MI ATTENSHUNZ NAO PLZ 2 BE PAYIN ATTENSHUNZ TO MEEEE D:)
Apparently, she “was dizzy,” most likely because she had fluid in her ears. Rather than simply taking some sort of sinus pill and lying back down and shutting the fuck up, clearly the only reasonable solution was to begin screaming at me! Which was precisely what she did!
Specifically, she began screaming at me for a massage, because she honestly seemed to think that would somehow clear up the fluid in her ears.
…yeah.
(Sadly, this is also far from the first time she has come to that particular conclusion. Sigh.)
And when I did not get downstairs quickly enough for her liking (ATTENZSHUNZ NAO ZOMG D:), she began quite literally yelling at me from downstairs and calling me on the phone to whinge at me like a petulant two year old.
But none of that is even the good part!
(BUT WAIT~* THERE’S MORE~*)
The good part came when I finally did get downstairs.
And my mother suddenly stopped, and randomly blurted:
“……DOES THE LIVING ROOM SEEM FOGGY TO YOU DDDDDDD:”
…
Yes. She thought. The living room. Was foggy.
And when I attempted to tell her that, no, really, we did not have inclement weatherz in the middle of our fucking living room, she just kept arguing and insisting that yes, in fact, we did.
…
I have now come to the conclusion that Mukuro-sama is simply wreaking nappotastic havoc just to fuck with my mother’s head. It’d explain why she thinks I’m possessed all the bloody time, at least. 8Db
Around five or six the other morning, my mother began screeching and throwing a total snit.
This is, of course, absolutely nothing new and rather the norm for her, as was the fact this particular snit seemed to be brought on by her Epic Hypochondriaz™. (aka ATTENSHUNZ ATTENSHUNZ I NEED MI ATTENSHUNZ NAO PLZ 2 BE PAYIN ATTENSHUNZ TO MEEEE D:)
Apparently, she “was dizzy,” most likely because she had fluid in her ears. Rather than simply taking some sort of sinus pill and lying back down and shutting the fuck up, clearly the only reasonable solution was to begin screaming at me! Which was precisely what she did!
Specifically, she began screaming at me for a massage, because she honestly seemed to think that would somehow clear up the fluid in her ears.
…yeah.
(Sadly, this is also far from the first time she has come to that particular conclusion. Sigh.)
And when I did not get downstairs quickly enough for her liking (ATTENZSHUNZ NAO ZOMG D:), she began quite literally yelling at me from downstairs and calling me on the phone to whinge at me like a petulant two year old.
But none of that is even the good part!
(BUT WAIT~* THERE’S MORE~*)
The good part came when I finally did get downstairs.
And my mother suddenly stopped, and randomly blurted:
“……DOES THE LIVING ROOM SEEM FOGGY TO YOU DDDDDDD:”
…
Yes. She thought. The living room. Was foggy.
And when I attempted to tell her that, no, really, we did not have inclement weatherz in the middle of our fucking living room, she just kept arguing and insisting that yes, in fact, we did.
…
I have now come to the conclusion that Mukuro-sama is simply wreaking nappotastic havoc just to fuck with my mother’s head. It’d explain why she thinks I’m possessed all the bloody time, at least. 8Db