Be Nice to your Kids
I’m being nice to my kids, I love them but they're getting old now. Cultivating a life of their own. Interested in girls. Thinking seriously about what to do for a living. Exhibiting completely different tastes to mine. But I still have to be nice. Want to know why?
Those boys are fully responsible for what happens to me when I get old and infirm and loose my marbles.
They're in charge of whether or not I go into a care home or I'm looked after by them when I'm dribbling and talking to my slippers.
If I end up in a nasty old people's home in a bed covered in my brown mistake; with care workers feeding me soup made out of dish-water once every two days it's because I wasn't nice to my kids.
When I get old I want them to put me in a nice warm granny flat with an adjoining door to their living room!
Those boys are fully responsible for what happens to me when I get old and infirm and loose my marbles.
They're in charge of whether or not I go into a care home or I'm looked after by them when I'm dribbling and talking to my slippers.
If I end up in a nasty old people's home in a bed covered in my brown mistake; with care workers feeding me soup made out of dish-water once every two days it's because I wasn't nice to my kids.When I get old I want them to put me in a nice warm granny flat with an adjoining door to their living room!
posted by August Mayfield at
09:25
1 Comments:
I love your diary, I wish I could read your thoughts every day. More please :-)
I think I've read every single one of your entries.
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Your thoughts and the way u write it is so well presented I can imagine what your thinking in full color.
I like your style. It's really unique!!
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