I am planning revenge. I know it’s coming. It is only a matter of time before she has children and then it will be my turn. I will buy the bulky annoying toys-that-MAKE-NOISE and I haven’t forgotten the lawn mower popper.
Your kids will start calling you “Jo Mama” too.
I simply can’t wait. It’s going to go down Emily Thorne style.
Ok, maybe not Emily Thorne style. I haven’t forgotten that you dropped everything to be by my side when I needed you most. Or that you told the kids that joke on the way home from picking them up for me so I wouldn’t have to get out of bed.
Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Joe.
Joe Who?
Joe Mama.
followed by hehehehehehe “hey Joe Mama, can I have a popsicle? Joe Mamaaaaaa….Jooooooeeee Mama. Didn’t you hear me calling you, Joe Mama?”
So yeah…that’s my name.
Well, at least it isn’t the lawn mower popping driving me batty anymore.
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Shaun Hoobler says
Ha ha. Funny. I need to plot my revenge on someone too.
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Kimberly H. Smith says
Ha! My mother talks about how her mother told her she would have a child like her (she did) and then my mother would tell me that I would have a child like me (I did). Thanks for linking up to Traffic Jam Weekend.
Sierra says
You had me laughing at your post! Awesome!
Andrew says
When plotting your revenge, please don’t forget to take into account your saintly brother-in-law who may end up collateral damage to the epic civil war unfolding.
Herchel says
Joe mama