August 27 The Grump is back!
Oh man we’re all going to die. I don’t know who stuck a beehive up The Grump’s arse but we’re all going to die. The Grump has a music concert in an hour and she seems to think that she needs to get ready now. So everyone must get ready NOW! So we do. But she doesn’t like what we’re wearing. So I change but then Mom isn’t happy. I change mean while The Grump is mumbling and arguing. But The Grump now is complaining that we don’t understand. I don’t know what will happen and as I write this I’m locked inside my room to keep shelter. Wouter is in is garage where The Grump dare not go and Mom is trying to get the beehive out of The Grump’s arse. I must let you know that this isn’t working and there is only a bunch of shouting.
We’re doomed…
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you are now, you little cow!!
I really loved this posting, Tamsyn, as it made me realise that we’re not the only household living in fear and terror … Thanks also for the survival tip … I’m relocating my office to the garage soon 😉
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