I didn’t do this.

This is not my fault. I was willing to go cheaply. I tried to go cheaply. She pumped things up, not me. I didn’t.

I didn’t roll over. But I’m not required to.

Zelda has gotten her bill from the State. She’s beating up Othello.

This. Is not. My. Fault.

Oh, balls.

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    1. And a frighteningly unpleasant person, and not the mother she used to be. There’s more, but I’ll get to that later today.

  1. Oh good, more maturation for Othello. It’s for his own good, you know. Teach him to detach and shrug.

    I hope he hasn’t inherited your late, unlamented inclination to cling to pain.

    1. “Oh, no, not another learning experience!” Exactly.

      He doesn’t seem as prone as I am (was?) to self-flagellation. He is, however, prone to trying to make everyone around him feel better. Which I’ll detail later today.

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