I told Mom not to buy sammo.....
I puked. Several times. Lovely orange stains on Mom's grey carpet. I felt so bad, especially since she spent all afternoon on her knees with the spot cleaner trying to get it out. I hid in the spare room, sheepishly avoiding her. It's not my fault. I told her not to buy the sammo......my tummy doesn't like it. Toona is good, cheekin is okay too. I love the mystery fish in seafood supreme. Just not sammo.
I'm sowwy mom.
~Sibyl
posted by The Harem @ 7:34 PM
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1 Comments:
Fear not, my dear Sibyl. Eventually your mom will get the hint and remember that in buying sammo she condemns herself to time spent on her hands and knees scrubbing. Humans can be notoriously slow. In fact, I bet it was your Dad that bought the sammo...not your Mom...and now she's paying the price.
Cheer up, bella.
The Don
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