Unable to write anything of particular substance I’ve decided to share some of the wise parental words I’ve uttered in this past twenty four.
On telling tales:
You shouldn’t exaggerate. It’ll kill you.
On cleaning up:
Your dog has eaten so much fucking lego her shit is clicking out square.
Colouring? You have to colour your math? Well. No wonder your art marks suck.
Contest of sorts on Facepsycles.