When my daughter Gennie was little she could have a hell of temper. She still can but she has learned to control it better but ohhh buddy when she was little.
One day when she was about three she was making Halloween decorations with construction paper and crayons. She asked me how to spell “witch” so I started spelling… GENN…
The crying that ensued after she started writing and realized it was her own name was unforgivable. Never use sarcasm on a sensitive three year old.
I felt horrible and had to help her fix her decoration while she gave me dirty looks through her tears. 15 years later and she still remembers it and does NOT think it was in the least bit funny.
I was sat in my house with my wife and sister in law ( both now long gone exes)
We also had an afghan hound, beautiful but defined the word stupid to a tee!
Anyway, sister in law had just been to beauty salon and had a full set of new false finger nails installed. Not these cheapo plastic things but very expensive salon appplied plastic things. suffice to say she was very proud of them
I was feeling a little bit out of the conversation and while looking at the the dog using his back paws to scratch his ear wanted to rejoin the conversation.
I quickly interjected … hey Hazel you should do that to me… ( trying to join in the conversation about new nails and dog scratching himself)
unfortunately when they both looked at the dog he was now licking his dick and balls…
damn these afghans!
well you can guess the rest… ( and multiply it mega fold!!)
