Medication... Finally
I don't have any children of my own... and thank God for that. I have a feeling if I ever reproduced they would come out looking something like a cross between gollum smeagol and dobby, and if they didn't then I'm sure they'd be as mentally stable as a fucking toaster in a bathtub.
I live with two children, Mr. 7 and Mr. 4... and after 3 and a half long years of tearing my own eyes out in frustration I learned today that Mr. 7 is bi-polar.
excuse me a moment while I wear the cone of silence**
MOTHER FUCKING SON OF A GOD DAMN MISERABLE PIECE OF SHIT, WHAT THE FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!??!?
...so it's not me after all?
**Watch "Get Smart" ...it fucking rocks.
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4 comments:
Welcome to hell. Good luck and always make them take the meds!! ALWAYS
Couldn't it also still be you, though? ;)
Gawd, that must be somewhat of a relief though, to be able to treat it and make things better.
damn dude! I feel for ya. Also makes me glad I don't have kids myself or have them even second-hand. good luck!
Oh. My. God. Your blog is fucking hysterical. Clicked on your comment over at Stuck in the Sticks.
Funny stuff,dude.
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