Norman wanted to invite a young, cheap-looking blonde to dinner tonight. He is such a handsome boy, isn't he? I have to protect him from predators like this girl. This is how our conversation went tonight:Me: No! I tell you no! I won't have you bringing some young girl in for supper! By candlelight, I suppose, in the cheap, erotic fashion of young men with cheap, erotic minds!
Norman: Mother, please...!
Me: And then what? After supper? Music? Whispers?
Norman: Mother, she's just a stranger. She's hungry, and it's raining out!
Me: "Mother, she's just a stranger"! As if men don't desire strangers! As if... ohh, I refuse to speak of disgusting things, because they disgust me! You understand, boy? Go on, go tell her she'll not be appeasing her ugly appetite with MY food... or my son! Or do I have tell her because you don't have the guts! Huh, boy? You have the guts, boy?
Norman: Shut up! Shut up!
After all I've done for him and this is how he treats me?
7 comments:
I thought you were the one with no guts- didn't they decay
some children are just ingrates. You'll have to punish him that's for sure. Make him 'view' Rosie O'Donnell's blog over and over again. that'll teach him
someone emailed me a nice picture of some gorgeous kitchen knives, was that you?
"We don't own any cut... cut... cutlery." (Psycho II)
Evil Kitty wants your food. Don't share Evil Kitty's food with anyone else!
Here kitty kitty kitty...
Purr!!!
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