I'm taking the boys to a medical expert to explain this shit...
I need someone to explain to me why it is that when the boys are downstairs tearing shit up and I am upstairs screaming at the top of my lungs STOP SLAMMING THE DOORS!!! they can't hear me but when they are downstairs tearing shit up and I am upstairs opening a bag of baked cheetos they come running like I played the sound over a fucking bullhorn. Anyone???
On a related note, am I the only one who thinks cloth candy wrappers and chip bags are a fantastic idea?
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I wish to hell I knew...and it isn't just the males, it's them dang females too. I'm down for the cloth bags!
Braaaahaaaahaaaahaaaa! And cats and dogs are the very same.
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