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I got a problem that I haven't read about anywhere else. My kid, Sam...she's a good kid--doesn't drink, she's a good student, she doesn't smoke or nothing, but she hoards cigarette butts like nobody's business. I'm telling you! If me or the wife goes into her room, there's just like all these coffee cans full of butts--EVERYWHERE. From floor to ceiling, and every day she keeps coming home with more. Don't ask me where she gets 'em from--I dunno and I don't want to know. Alls I know is that this is like the weirdest thing I ever heard of. She's like a sideshow freak over this stuff. I keep watching her when we go out, and she's always digging around on the ground for butts, pickin'em up and puttin' them in those Goddam'baggies she carries everywhere, til she can get home and put them in those freakin' cans of hers. I tell her, "Sam, YOU ARE ONE SICK GIRL, messing around with them butts that God-knows-where people stick 'em." Then she turns on the waterworks and runs to her bedroom to be with them sillyass butts. What the heck should I do?
I hope you got as much of a laugh off this as I did
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