8.26.2013

Samurai Dreams

Sometimes, I wish I was a Samurai.  I really do.  

Especially when I try to help my daughter with her schoolwork by suggesting that she use Post-Its to mark passages in her book and the heffa has the unmitigated gall to ask "What's a Post-It?"   

She knows what a Post-It is. 

It's passive-aggressive teenage bullshit.

If I were a Samurai, I'd use my sword to cut out that bullshit.