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Proclamation
I, Gordo, hereby proclaim I have the meanest mother in the world. Here are the reasons:
5. She makes me feed and take care of my pets. (She has enough trouble feeding and and taking care of me.)
6. She won’t let me spend hours watching television or playing computer games. (She’s sure aliens are sending rays through the TV and computer to control my mind.)
7. She won’t let me keep digging a big hole on the side of the house. (She knows she’ll be the first one who falls into it.)
8. She overwhelms me with love, hugs and kisses. (She knows I’m at the age where I act like that stuff is yucky — at least in front of other people.)
I attest to the above statements, proclaiming that my mother is indeed the meanest mother in the world.
And I'm still proud of that distinction to this very day!
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