Saturday, April 28, 2012

Now begins the rhetorical question part of the program. Apparently.

"Mom, do I look like I'm 15 years old? No. Do I always know what you're talking about? No."

"Do I look like I can eat all dis food?"

It's like I'm living with a tiny female version of Chandler Bing.

"Do I look like I need a baf to you? I don't fink so!"

[Yes, actually, she was in desperate need of a 'baf'.]

"Does anybody fink I could get a little peace around here?! UGH!"

If Momma gets no peace, ain't nobody getting any peace. Learn it, kid.

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