Pack Up Your Troubles In Your Old Kit Bag, And...

…jump up and down on them until their bones crush under your heels with a satisfying SNAP, and their stomachs SPOLINK out through their ears with a delightfully ooooooozy SQUISH, and their eyeballs POP out of their sockets and dangle from their stalks like the last dead grapes on the stems at a Farmer Jack’s ten-cents-a-pound sale…
Aaaaaaah. Much better! Thanks!

Now you guys vent. :smiley:

Now…this is why I have you in my life, Cristi…

You vent SO much better than I ever could!

And…a big AMEN!

:slight_smile:

Much Love,

Cheri

Ewwww. Persephone got squishy trouble-guts all over the carpet. points out burst seam in the kit bag where the stomachs leaked out

I find a well placed sledge hammer to the temple will solve many a personal dispute.
but that’s just me.

This thread makes my head hurt.

So…Perse. Been skipping those oh-so-essential medications, eh?

grumble grumble…what sells for 10 cents a pound these days anyway…grumble

Bosda: No, I just felt like stomping on some troubles. :smiley: