I am a bully, lunch-money stealing, swilie-giving
I am Marty McFly, time travelling, bully emasculating
I am Marty’s mom, boobalicious and incestariffic.
I am midlife, sagging and spreading.
Really? You need Death to beat Sugar?
Anyway, back to the game…
I am children, lovable, make midlife worth living.
I am Children, screeching, exhausting.
I am education, proper, disciplining
I am Daydreams, distracting, liberating.
I am ADD; entrancing and…OOH let’s go ride bikes!
I am a Mack truck, ponderous and bike-crushing.
I am the spirit of poor driving - truck-mangling, highway-interchange burning.
I am a truck stop whore, knob-polishing, schedule-destroying, virus-spreading.
I just wrote a sentence beginning with “I am a truck stop whore”… My mom would be so proud.
I am Love. Sweet and everlasting .
I am hate.Bloodthirsthy and violent.
Sorry, had to get that one out too.
There’s nothing wrong with whores. The word is kind of harsh. I kind of like ladys of the evening.
I’m sure your mother is proud, though .
I am Indifference, aloof and untouchable.
I am mild interest, eyebrow raised but easily distracted.
I am a punch to the face, cruel and harsh, attention demanding.
I am an ice pack, pain numbing, swelling reducing.
I am condensation, slippery, drippy, maddening.