My daughter and her bf just moved into their own place.

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And now she's complaining about how much cleaning she has to do. Mummy isn't there to do it for her you see :eek:
No1son was contemplating moving out... but now he's been to daughters new place and seen what she has to do, he thinks he'll stay home for a few years yet.

Interestngly, neither child really noticed all the things I do around this place before now :rolleyes:
 
This reminds me of the time I killed a tiger and ate its heart. I got a rare infection that usually afflicts only the so-called "big cats," and was in the care simultaneously of a doctor and a big-game veterinarian. During one of our meetings, my phone rang and of COURSE it was fucking Obama again. They both wanted to talk to him, and when the bill came, they billed me for the time they spent talking on MY phone to the President. I don't have that kind of money, obviously. I gave them a piece of mind and then drove my car right into the lobby of a homeless shelter just to make a point.
 
He doesn't want to cook.

Honestly, I don't think he knows how.
He's been living at home with his mummy, who did EVERYTHING for him - even controlled his bank accounts!
He's about to hit a very steep learning curve, because it turns out my daughter is more like me than she ever knew :cool:
 
This reminds me of the time I killed a tiger and ate its heart. I got a rare infection that usually afflicts only the so-called "big cats," and was in the care simultaneously of a doctor and a big-game veterinarian. During one of our meetings, my phone rang and of COURSE it was fucking Obama again. They both wanted to talk to him, and when the bill came, they billed me for the time they spent talking on MY phone to the President. I don't have that kind of money, obviously. I gave them a piece of mind and then drove my car right into the lobby of a homeless shelter just to make a point.

"I'll have what he's having!"
 
This reminds me of the time I killed a tiger and ate its heart. I got a rare infection that usually afflicts only the so-called "big cats," and was in the care simultaneously of a doctor and a big-game veterinarian. During one of our meetings, my phone rang and of COURSE it was fucking Obama again. They both wanted to talk to him, and when the bill came, they billed me for the time they spent talking on MY phone to the President. I don't have that kind of money, obviously. I gave them a piece of mind and then drove my car right into the lobby of a homeless shelter just to make a point.

Looks like you need some kids to show you that type of phone bill is pale in comparison to the one the kids could give you.:D
 
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