xanderknight

ok, update on the nephew situation. Late one night i was watching him, and his little tired eyes couldn't stay open any longer, and he finally went to sleep. Thinking i did a good job, i decided to go in my room and sleep. BAD MOVE ON MY PART. I was awakened by my nephew early the following morning, and i could smell this weird perfumy (fuck the spelling.....) fragrance. I got up and followed him, and he had spilled Skin-So-Soft (Avon bug-repellent) all inside the hallway, the house reeked of it. I went downstairs to check if everything was ok, and it was, but my cellphone (that should have been charging on the charger) was not there. I ran back upstairs to try and call it, and nothing happened. Sure enough on my way to check for it again downstairs, what do i see floating in the toilet????

Thats right, MY FUCKIN CELL PHONE!!!!! That smarmy little bastard (and i can say that, because his dad is NOT in the picture) threw my fucking phone in the toilet. I was so mad at him, i wanted to beat his ass till it bled, but i just put him in the other room and shut the door, and sat in my room thinking to myself. Later that day, I ordered another phone, only this cell is the one I REALLY want. Its the Sidekick II, looks like a cell, but has a flip-up screen like a 2-way, and a QWERTY keyboard. Its so fuckin hot, but i dont get it til friday or so.

I know that my nephew doesnt always know what he's doing.......and he's only two. But i swear to God, IF HE EVEN TOUCHES THIS NEW PHONE, his ass will be well-worn with my shoe prints. and then

p.s.: I NEED EVERYONES PHONE NUMBERS AGAIN (except for Cairo, its so friggin easy a 2 yr old could dial it)