Wednesday, September 24, 2008

I don't want to talk about it

It's an Eeyore kind of day.

I've come to the conclusion that I despise 10-year-olds.  I'm going to avoid the seasonal rush, go ahead and despise 11, 12, and 13-year-olds as well.   I have enough experience, I know of which I speak, and it'll save everyone a lot of worry if I just state for the record that it will get worse.

We now return to our regular programming.

4 comments:

Doug said...

Oh, dear. And you are in possession of one. I like despising other people's ten year olds. But then they go home with their parents. I love that!

Sooo-this-is-me said...

Cheer up, they grow up and go away and it will only take another eight to ten years!

Birdie said...

This is a time for them of all energy, much muscle and no brain. It too will pass.

Ur-spo said...

best to bury them and dig them up when they are about 20.