Humph. He's always worrying me about something to do so I gave him a lil outside job to do today. Get the leaves out the flower beds.
I took him out back and showed him where the outside tools were and let him have at it.
Simple right? Humph...you'd think...
THESE NEW FANGLED PRETTY BOYS DON'T KNOW NUTTIN BOUT REAL WORK! YALL BETTER COME GET HIM CUZ I'M BOUT TO PUT HIM SMOOTH OUT!
YALL SHOULD HEARD ME SQUEALING!
ST: You said get the leaves!
Me: The leaves! Not the dang plants growing out the ground!
ST: Oh...I'm sorry.
Me: I knew you ain't never did no work before! Pretty boys don't work in our family!
ST: I work!
Me: Yeah...you need to stay in an office...you'd starve if you had to do some labor.
HOW HE GONNA MAKE MORE WORK FOR ME BY HELPING? SEE...THIS IS WHY I DON'T LET HIM DO NOTHING CUZ MY DOING AND YOUNG MENFOLK DOING IS AT OPPOSITE ENDS OF THE SPECTRUM. I SWEAR IF I HAD A B.C. POWDER I'D TAKE ONE TODAY!
LEMME GO LAWD...LEMME GO...I'm putting him out in the morning and I'm calling home and telling them too.