He didn't like the casserole,
And he didn't like my cake.
He said my biscuits were too hard, not like his mother used to make.
I didn't mend his socks the way his mother used to do.
I pondered for an answer I was looking for a clue.
Then I turned around and smacked the s#@t out of him...
Like his mother used to do.
Bwahahahahaha. That will teach him to keep his pie-hole shut.
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Ouch... that'll definitely show him.
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