No rest for the wicked
Itâs strange how life pans out.
Weeks or even months of peace and uninterrupted tranquillity.
Then for no apparent reason life becomes hectic. It must be something to do with the alignment of the planets or something.
For the last couple of days we have been inundated with visitors. Everyone who we hadnât seen in a while suddenly decided to call in for a chat. That doesnât even include my friend who I ran into in the village. Now that I think of it, that encounter was the start of it all.
Last night we had a grandchildren sleep-over [fucking stupid expression â I bet itâs American], with the ensuing chaos today all with a background noise of loud cartoons on television. Boy do I really hate that fucking Scooby Doo!
I am now snatching a few minutes peace and quiet before heading off to meet a cousin whom I havenât seen [or even heard from] in forty five years.
Yes.
It definitely is something to do with the alignment of the planets.
Or the Mayan Calendar.
Or Extra Terrestrials.
Or something.
Verb
1.
sleep over – stay overnight; “The boy’s friends were allowed to sleep overafter the birthday party”
Origins – Americanism of stay over; usage arose in order to deliberately irritate crochety old farts outside North America.
It’s definitely 100% for certain sure that it’s “something”.
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No argument there.
Doc – You Merkans have given so much crap to the world. Don’t you have a conscience?
Mossy – There again, it could be something else?
you didn’t come into some money you don’t know about? sure sign is family coming out of the wood work to visit
It’s Friday the 13th too……… ! You may not be out of the woods yet!
Merika was settled by all the annoying, belligerent, stubborn, opinionated, and out right criminals that got themselves kicked out Europe. My ancestors pissed off the kings, queens, popes, bishops, mayors, and everyone else. In fact Grandad you would have fit right in.
Cat – A variation of the old rule of “where there’s a will there’s a relation”? The one unfortunate downside to your theory is that I am as broke as ever.
Not Green – Sorry! Not superstitious. [*throws salt over left shoulder, just in case*]
Jim C – Actually most of my errant ancestors ended up in Australia. No wonder it’s such a fun loving country now.
Son,
Individually, yes; many of us do have consciences.
Collectively? Not a chance. In fact…wait…wait a minute…that’s right, there’s another planeload of Merikan tourists headed your way!Â
“thereâs another planeload of Merikan tourists headed your way! “ Sweet! Let the hunting season commence!