the latest bizarre still-life beside my teen son's bed. There's a jar of peanut butter on the floor (among other things). It's like CSI: Hoarders in there.
You are brave, my friend. Veeeeery brave. I always entered my teen son's room with much caution, a keen eye, and a rescue rope tied to the kitchen faucet just in case I would need to pull myself out.
Well, every good man keeps a quality wrench around and all that contemplating of what might need a good wrenching is bound to make a guy hungry....not sure how the balloon thingies tie in, but I'm sure they are needed.
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You are brave, my friend. Veeeeery brave. I always entered my teen son's room with much caution, a keen eye, and a rescue rope tied to the kitchen faucet just in case I would need to pull myself out.
I bet he was eating something with the spoon and wrench!
wrench are a great tool for eating PB
At the very least, he'll never have a problem opening the jar. He's got tools!
An amusing post.
Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
Well, every good man keeps a quality wrench around and all that contemplating of what might need a good wrenching is bound to make a guy hungry....not sure how the balloon thingies tie in, but I'm sure they are needed.
Teenagers are so weird.
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