Bad, Bad Babysitter
So, does it make me a bad babysitter, if, when Shadow gets back to pick up her daughter, said daughter is now wearing a t-shirt which reads, "Virgin Sacrifice to the Mimosa Gods," and has eaten her way through a box of crayons?
Yes, I'm exagerating again. She only ate one (or two) crayons. I should quit with the exageration. I'll get to work on that.
Yes, I'm exagerating again. She only ate one (or two) crayons. I should quit with the exageration. I'll get to work on that.
posted by Impulsivecompulsive | 12:12 PM
4 Comments:
I don't know, it's difficult to stop at just one or two crayons. Those things are addictive. Mmmm...fire engine red. That's my favorite.
It's true. Life isn't complete without eating a crayon or two.
I keep having this debate with someone (I can't for the life of me think who) who thinks eating playdough is disgusting. Seriously, who hasn't eaten playdough? There's a reason they make that shit non-toxic.
Mmmm... salty.
'Tis, isn't it?
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