Jail Babies ... MOM GOT A NEW GATE!
In my unending attempt to keep my children safe from harm, I found a new weapon.
The Metal Foot-Release Pressure-Mounted Baby Gate.
Thank you, JEEEEESUS!
What a bargain at $59.97, even if the gal totally overcharged me and now I have to take the receipt BACK to Zellers and get my $10 + tax back from the grips of the sweaty, greasy-haired, underpaid, bitter-because-I-got-kicked-outta-trade-school-for-showing-up-drunk-again customer service clerk at the front counter.
My children -- and BEAGLES -- are now unable to escape from the living room into the kitchen where I keep all of the BEST food. Instead, they must watch from behind the white bars while I ingest the last of the Two-Bite Brownies, the last of the chocolate milk, the last bag of Act III microwave kettle corn, and the last of the Tin Lizzy Cheesecake ice cream drizzled with the remnants of the Hershey's chocolate ice cream topping. Yummmmmmy!
Life's a bitch ... and so is their mother!
posted by JSY @ 2:05 PM
2 Comments:
I recognize these faces from the Post Office -- Spidey-Man and his accomplice Professor Iynstine. I'm sure it was them that knocked over that foodbank looking for Oreo cookies -- the CANADIAN kind -- not that US schlopp that their mom keeps reminiscing and drooling over.
This is such a funny picture mom! I still can't stop laughing!
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