Click, my peoples, click on.
poopknuckle.
what do i, as a middle school child, know about fjord crossing?
Worms don't get distracted.
Imagine how horrible it would be to have that big ant ass, but tiny ant anus!
Don't lay in bed and sweat the cheese!
I like less "scuttle" and more "butt."
There's some kids that'll never be born.
You'd best boil that child in milk.
It doesn't take much goat fucking to have a good time in Mexico.
My boobs never speak, and they're together all the time.
Cold air is like a breath mint for your insides.
Boogerschnitzel
You'd better swiffer the chamber pots.
The eagles of Christ have flown the coop.
You're ass-clownin' around!
If pennies came in millipennies, it would be worth every millipenny.
If I were a pumpkin, I'd be all over that sh*t.
Don't dip your arse in my coffee.
viewed guinea pig costumes.
Quincunx
My mom has finally agreed to contact Hospice. My grandmother should be going home this week, where Hospice will help my mom care for her during the time she has left.
posted by MsHellion @ 1:20 PM
1 Comments:
This may sound weird, but several of the best moments I had with a woman in my mother's age group was when the woman went into hospice. She felt tremendous relief, was free from pain, in a very reflective place, and most importantly felt surrounded by people who cared for her. It's so different than being treated like a medical patient. It's what I want when it happens to me.
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