I'm really a gypsy
Apr. 14th, 2004 09:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
whiski_sourI had some trouble writing in my notebook earlier.
Me: I cannot spell for the life of me.
Dad: *smacks me in the head with a book* Does that help?
Me: No. I tried to spell "respectively" with an "s" at the end.
Dad: Oh, that's the Russian spelling. I forgot to tell you. We bought you from the gypsies.
Me: That explains a hell of a lot.
He's off his nut, I'm tellin' ya.
Meanwhile, I'm developing a headache that's killing me, but not softly. Instead, it's beating me with drums, whistles, tamborines, and an offbeat cowbell.
I don't think I can stand up to its lousy rhythm.
Me: I cannot spell for the life of me.
Dad: *smacks me in the head with a book* Does that help?
Me: No. I tried to spell "respectively" with an "s" at the end.
Dad: Oh, that's the Russian spelling. I forgot to tell you. We bought you from the gypsies.
Me: That explains a hell of a lot.
He's off his nut, I'm tellin' ya.
Meanwhile, I'm developing a headache that's killing me, but not softly. Instead, it's beating me with drums, whistles, tamborines, and an offbeat cowbell.
I don't think I can stand up to its lousy rhythm.
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