You have it backwards. My family is the ones that should fear. As I plot their deaths. How dare they draw me into their wicked web of responsibility and adulthood with the constant demands of housecleaning, job searching, and cooking dinner?
Seriously though, I'm following every job lead I can and have 2 job fairs I'm a attending in October(5th and 10th).
Those dastardly biatches!!! yeah, how dare they dictate to you that u find work & shit! I mean fuck, they house u...but how dare they tell u how things will be? Perhaps u should prepare them 4 OLD AGE? Yes, inform them on how U will be there to change their shitty ass/piss induced diapers...AND NOBODY ELSE!!!
That's what i'm sayin'...is all...![]()
Finally someone outgrosses you. It had to happen eventually.