Of idiots asking me when I plan to have another kid.
I will be forty seven in a couple months.
I had hoped that at some point in my life, stupid people would stop trying to discuss what's going on in my uterus with me. In fact, that day will be a happy day, one I look forward to. Probably VAINLY look forward to.
Forty Fucking Seven.
In fact, in fucking FACT, brothers and sisters of the congregation, I am having a damn HOT FLASH even as I type this. No shit. It has fucking started.
They wanna know when I'm gonna have another kid. I'm standing there drenched in sweat and they ask me this.
I will be forty seven in a couple months.
I had hoped that at some point in my life, stupid people would stop trying to discuss what's going on in my uterus with me. In fact, that day will be a happy day, one I look forward to. Probably VAINLY look forward to.
Forty Fucking Seven.
In fact, in fucking FACT, brothers and sisters of the congregation, I am having a damn HOT FLASH even as I type this. No shit. It has fucking started.
They wanna know when I'm gonna have another kid. I'm standing there drenched in sweat and they ask me this.
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