You know that expression "everything but the kitchen sink"?

Well, my parents have been shopping non-stop since boxing day (see: horse), and this morning I walk into the living room and there's a sink on the floor. Egads, my parents are driving me nuts.

My mom bought a fucking horse.

Not, like, the real, breathing kind you keep in a stable and feed oats or anything, but a gargantuan, stuffed, monstrosity. It's not even a rocking horse. It doesn't rock. It just stands there and looks at you and is bigMy mom comes home and tells me she bought something big and it's in the car, and would I please ( Read more... )