Seriously biatches, that word always trips me up.
Kinda like the product of that word on the floor trips me up. But not when it is on the walls cause people don’t walk on walls. Silly internetz.
So we have a case of the runs, the shits, the dripping anuses/anii, the shitting through the eye of a needle.
And to just turn it up a notch it is school holidays so the kids are fucking insane anyway.
Oh and the gas is off.
So that means no hot water.
(no cooking, fucking A!)
No heater so I can open the windows to let out some of the nose burning stench, because, of course, after a string of wonderfully warm days winter decided to wander on back and say HOLLA with 9 billion mile an hour winds and rain and OH MY FUCKING GOD Boo’s last clean blanket is on the line and now all the others have been used as oh so convenient and oh so soft toilet paper.
But the no hot water thing is kinda inconvenient. Cause that means no showers.
Ratfucksonofabitch
And then there is the CRAMPING! and the PAIN! and the Diahoreea/Dihoreeea/Diarrhoea/Die-MotherFucking-Cramping-Pain-DIE.
In other news, our noisy neighbours disappeared last weekend. Their house is empty, except for the trampoline that is right next to the fence where her darling little fuckers used to bounce and throw rubbish and shoes over the fence. Hmmmm, I wonder if the gas company turned off our gas instead of theirs?
In the middle of the night?
Wouldn’t that be fucking a PERFECT goodbye present?
I blame them for the burning ring of fire too. Fuckers.
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Ugh. Good luck with that. Hot showers are my saviour when stomach cramps and diarrhoea hits.
Diarrhea, no matter how you spell it is a great word. No so great to have though.
Big hugs babe.
.-= Sarah´s last blog ..Like a kick in the crotch. =-.
Well… it is important to remember that, while you can say many, many things about the dial-a-rehea, you can’t actually say that you don’t have gas… Cause I know there has got to be some explosive gas going on up in there.
.-= Krissa´s last blog ..My confession =-.
Don’t go clogging the toilets with those blankets or you’ll literally be up shit creek without a paddle
.-= Huckdoll´s last blog ..i will always remember the day my heart totally exploded =-.
Get on to the gas company immediately. No hot water just doen’t bear thinking about. Put Boo’s last clean blanket in the dryer and hand the boy a roll of toilet paper. He knows what it’s for. Get the cottony soft stuff (Cottonelle), it’s just like a fluffy blanket, only smaller.
Ooooh, I hate tummy bugs. I’ve had too many of them in the past couple of years. Deepest sympathy. And yes, call the gas company and yell at them. Especially if it turns out they turned off the wrong house!
.-= Kate´s last blog ..All the exciting sights =-.
Wrap Boo’s bed in Cottenelle and hide under the last clean blanket…they’ll never find you.
.-= Jayne´s last blog ..It’s moments like these….September 23… =-.
Crap. And remember. Sharts are NOT your friend.
.-= lceel´s last blog ..Wordless Wednesday – Should or Shouldn’t =-.
Ugh. I hope the anii stop running soon! Call the gas company STAT and get that gas fixed!
.-= perpstu´s last blog ..Where’s my HALO? =-.
I can’t say linoleum (apparently I can’t spell it either….I had to look it up before I typed it) I sound like a four year old every single time I try to say it. LiiiinnnOOOlLLeeeuummm. Shit, nevermind. That crap flooring.
.-= MinivanSoapbox´s last blog ..Anxiety Is Just Another Word For Crazy In This House =-.
Ewwwm hope it stops soon. Nothing worse!
.-= Jeanette´s last blog ..Trash the Dress in Newtown with Fiona =-.
EEeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwww!
Hope it’s a quick-acting type and you are over it by the time you get this.
.-= Chookie´s last blog ..Red Sky at Morning… =-.
I’m NOT going to take it personally that you’ve used my name as part of your attempt to spell the shits. Because I love you like that.
.-= Ree´s last blog ..I’ve come to realize…a meme is a good way to fill up space =-.
Disaster In Arse, Run Run Hide, Or Explosion Arrives
DIARRHOEA
.-= Cellobella´s last blog ..Wellington Dam overflows =-.
Cellobella – you rock. Now teach me to spell the rest of the dictoinary… dickshonary…dictionarry…. oh fuck.
.-= The Accidental Housewife´s last blog ..A Rant =-.
ugh! But at the least the neighbours are gone!
.-= MistressB´s last blog ..Head down, bum up =-.
Kaopectate—keep it handy all the time…works like magic and it even tastes OK too…I still can’t get over that you are having winterish weather…shouldn’t you be heading towards summer since we are heading to winter??? I hope it ended quickly…
.-= Hotmamamia´s last blog ..Like a virgin…. =-.
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