The Emmers
don't try to teach a pig how to dance.
It only aggravates the pig
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Link reblogged from Friendship Is Tragic
Our evening babysitter was supposed to pick Little Dude up at 4:30. 5 rolled around, Joe hadn’t heard anything from her, and when I checked my phone all I had was a text from the daytime babysitter that LD had thrown up twice today.
So he wound up calling Evening Babysitter, who apparently had a…
Yikes that is a bit of a reality problem.
It isn’t that you don’t appreciate the emergency and that sometimes bad things happen that people need to take care of, but it would have been a mature thing to do to call you and let you know that something was wrong and she would be late.
The one and only babysitter I had was a teenager named Vicky (Icky Vickyyy)and she was a punky kinda chick who was friends with my progressively rebelling older sister. One day she and my sister made me walk with them to Vicky’s home about 30-40 minutes away where she forgot her house-keys so the two of them made me climb up on some garbage cans, slip in the window and unlock the door for them. I was around 7 or so years old and my mother immediately fired her upon hearing about it and my sister got chewed out form here to the moon.
Like I said, my first and last babysitter..
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iamdrawberry reblogged this from lobojoe and added:
I once had a friend who’s entire family told me point blank that a ghost lived under their sink. I don’t think the girls...
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lobojoe reblogged this from morganwerewolf and added:
What are you on about? You still sleep with a blanket over your head.
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morganwerewolf reblogged this from iamdrawberry and added:
Dang. I only remember two babysitters growing up. And I was babysitter to so many other children, later on. One of our...
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starsofcassiopeia said:
Oh dear. Is LD okay now?
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