Sam: "Mum, you really are a great mum"
Me: "I wasn't so great yesterday when I breathed in your face"
Sam: "Oh that's right, it smelt like, what's the word for it again? That's right, a sewer"
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- So Now What?
- Child of the 80's. Still partially stuck there. Working Mum, Wife. Could take Gold for Australia if procrastination ever becomes an Olympic sport.
Haha, that was your fault for bringing it up!! lol ;)
ReplyDeleteAh, sewer breath! It spells love.
ReplyDeleteHa ha - My mum has been told by her grandchild that her breath smells like diarrhea (pronounced diaweeeah)!
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