I know it was you. It'll go easier if you just tell me the truth yourself...
No?
Ok, well, I lied. Mom used to use that line when I was a kid to try to wrangle out confessions when she didn't know anything. I guess you all are just too smart for me. I have no idea who's doing it, but if it was you, I'd like you to please stop. I don't enjoy this. In fact, it's kind of mean. You're going to make me cry.
Still not talking, Huh? (Hey, if I can't bluff you into a confession, whys houldn't I try guilt? I'm better at guilt anyway)
Ok, but if any of you see anyone else, I'm expecting you to tattle your ass off. That's it; click right there on that inviting little comments link and let me know who is sneaking into my house at night and applying more tape to my body. I came home from the hospital with the sticky gunk everywhere, and I swear I have removed all of it 8 times, but everyday I find some more. I am positive that it wasn't there yesterday, so it must be one of you making more. It's not funny. I want to be sticky free. Knock it off. Thanks
Posted by ktjrdn
at 13:00 CDT