HA! When my kids had these type of interchanges I would tell them to hold still then I would move 5 feet away from them. When they would ask me what I was doing, I would inform them I was putting a safe distance between myself and them to avoid getting inadvertently smited by their bolts of lightening.
Indeed, once the lightning has lit your ass aflame God hath smote you.
Hmm in my research on smiting, I have now found out that the past participle is smitten. I would not have guessed that one. I always considered it a term of endearment, not eternal damnation. Hmmm… well I once was smitten with my ex.. thank goodness for divorce.
Thank you for following imaginenewdesigns. It’s fun to observe kids trying to outsmart each other. I also enjoyed the photo with the Bieber caption. It reminded me of a time when I went to the store looking for after-Christmas bargains and saw lots of unsold rolls of Justin Bieber gift wrap in the clearance aisle. Apparently most people where I live (Sacramento) don’t want him either! 🙂
Ah, those get me every time! You monster! I’m starting to rethink who the REAL devil is in that house…
Ohhhh, trust me…I have no illusions. 🙂
Wait… I have a birthmark on my ass… And the day I was born, the sky went black (solar eclipse) and I came out backwards (breach)… What does that make me? 😀
That’s pretty frightening… The thought of me in politics… that would scare most sane people XD
Pfffft have you seen those guys? You’re a kitten.
Uhhh…. I’m the step son of a state level representative that called the lot of his peers a bunch of Moral Lepers and Mental Pygmies. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg of some of the things falling out of his mouth. And given I hold back less… Well, sometimes it’s good that I’m a recluse.
Smart 🙂
🙂
HA! When my kids had these type of interchanges I would tell them to hold still then I would move 5 feet away from them. When they would ask me what I was doing, I would inform them I was putting a safe distance between myself and them to avoid getting inadvertently smited by their bolts of lightening.
lightning even.
By the power of Thor!
Is it smited or smote? Ryan and I argue about this, sadly.
Indeed, once the lightning has lit your ass aflame God hath smote you.
Hmm in my research on smiting, I have now found out that the past participle is smitten. I would not have guessed that one. I always considered it a term of endearment, not eternal damnation. Hmmm… well I once was smitten with my ex.. thank goodness for divorce.
Truth, sister…truth.
Nice 🙂
🙂
There you go talking about ass again.
You are OBSESSED with ass. If you were to build a monument…it would be shaped like cheeks.
Geez. Talk about ass much?
Damn it. Stupid kettle…
-Pot.
‘Til we meet again oh worthy adversary.
HA!
It doesn’t have to be the Devil, you know. Maybe the Flying Spaghetti Monster pulled his noodly appendage into a loop and it just LOOKED like a six.
I just totally crossed my legs. Twice. LOL
Thank you for following imaginenewdesigns. It’s fun to observe kids trying to outsmart each other. I also enjoyed the photo with the Bieber caption. It reminded me of a time when I went to the store looking for after-Christmas bargains and saw lots of unsold rolls of Justin Bieber gift wrap in the clearance aisle. Apparently most people where I live (Sacramento) don’t want him either! 🙂
I found Bieber duct tape last year. Talk about the beginning of the world’s worst kidnapping. 🙂
Thanks for giving me a good laugh. 🙂
The Bieber duct tape sounds worse than the gift wrap.
Why do I not live in your house?!
Because you hate timeouts and cleaning your room?
Ah, those get me every time! You monster! I’m starting to rethink who the REAL devil is in that house…
Ohhhh, trust me…I have no illusions. 🙂
Wait… I have a birthmark on my ass… And the day I was born, the sky went black (solar eclipse) and I came out backwards (breach)… What does that make me? 😀
A United States Senator!
That’s pretty frightening… The thought of me in politics… that would scare most sane people XD
Pfffft have you seen those guys? You’re a kitten.
Uhhh…. I’m the step son of a state level representative that called the lot of his peers a bunch of Moral Lepers and Mental Pygmies. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg of some of the things falling out of his mouth. And given I hold back less… Well, sometimes it’s good that I’m a recluse.