Where Are We Going With This?

Yes, I could have said that better,
it came out wrong.
No, I wasn't trying to be mean, just,
rational.
Your mother is a fine old woman,
but does she need that luxury nursing home,
and must it be in Florida?
'Judgmental' - Me!
Someone around here needs
to be level-headed.
No, you can't get a 'boob job,'
for God's sake you're 67...
Well really, that was unnecessary,
the size of my 'dick' has no relevance
to this adult conversation.
I am sick of that sofa -
you go sleep on the damn thing,
and please don't grind your teeth that way,
they cost me plenty.

Honey, where are we going with this?

Slam.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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