"Dean, will you do the laundry for me? Dean, can you please do the dishes? Dean, can you help me?
Dean, do this... Dean, do that..."
Dean, do this... Dean, do that..."
That rule is universal! ~ Dean's ranting about his 'bossy' mother.
ENOUGH!
I've had enough of your commands! I'm NOT doing them anymore! You want me to things you can do yourself? Bitch, stop asking me already! The answer is f***ing NO! Why? Because I. DON'T. WANT. TO. DO. IT. ANY. MORE! PERIOD.
You want me to clean my own clothes? Fine, no sweat. But clean YOUR bathroom? F*** NO! It's YOUR house, YOU do it!
I'm sick of you bossing me around like I'm a animal/butler for you!
I'm sick of doing the f***ing dishes for you while there's f***ing MACHINES invented for this sh*t! GO F***ING BUY ONE, YOU F***ING RETARD! It's not for nothing the 21st Century! God man, you are even irritating when it comes to searching things on the f***ing net!
Me: "Look mom; The address bar of Firefox operates double as a search bar!"
Mom: "I want you to go to google.com and search it for me!"
Me: "But this is also a search bar!" *I point to the search bar next to the address bar* "See? The search bar and-"
Mom, threatening voice: "Dean...."
Me, in thought while typing the address and sighing: "Just let me finish, b****."
Seriously, ONE of these days...
Mom. WHY are you so annoying? You ALWAYS suck the fun out of EVERYTHING! I'm getting something new....And you suck the fun out of it buy warning me about them spies using the costumer's camera...
Like I didn't know, mom! I DO follow the news! It's not my fault that you - or the news - are slow!
I mean come on!
And why do you want to drag me all over to places I'm not interested into? I say 'no' and STILL you got me into this sh*t!
At this moment, that "No means No" rule doesn't apply on me, but only on you when you want it to apply! F*ck that!
That rule is universal!
Look, I know that you're trying to be protective and all, and that's okay, but Arceus damnit, give me some air to breath!
Always wanting to know what I'm doing and why I'm doing and with who I'm hanging around...
No wonder no body comes to our house...! Oh wait, did I said "our" house? I mean "YOUR" house since you own this apartment.
And another thing: What's up with that "I hate gays. Faggots" thing? WE HAVE A GAY NEPHEW, WHAT'S YOUR F***ING PROBLEM?!?
I've been keeping a secret so long, it's held into a deep part inside me that only is shown on the net.
Seriously, I don't get you.
I've had enough of your commands! I'm NOT doing them anymore! You want me to things you can do yourself? Bitch, stop asking me already! The answer is f***ing NO! Why? Because I. DON'T. WANT. TO. DO. IT. ANY. MORE! PERIOD.
You want me to clean my own clothes? Fine, no sweat. But clean YOUR bathroom? F*** NO! It's YOUR house, YOU do it!
I'm sick of you bossing me around like I'm a animal/butler for you!
I'm sick of doing the f***ing dishes for you while there's f***ing MACHINES invented for this sh*t! GO F***ING BUY ONE, YOU F***ING RETARD! It's not for nothing the 21st Century! God man, you are even irritating when it comes to searching things on the f***ing net!
Me: "Look mom; The address bar of Firefox operates double as a search bar!"
Mom: "I want you to go to google.com and search it for me!"
Me: "But this is also a search bar!" *I point to the search bar next to the address bar* "See? The search bar and-"
Mom, threatening voice: "Dean...."
Me, in thought while typing the address and sighing: "Just let me finish, b****."
Seriously, ONE of these days...
Mom. WHY are you so annoying? You ALWAYS suck the fun out of EVERYTHING! I'm getting something new....And you suck the fun out of it buy warning me about them spies using the costumer's camera...
Like I didn't know, mom! I DO follow the news! It's not my fault that you - or the news - are slow!
I mean come on!
And why do you want to drag me all over to places I'm not interested into? I say 'no' and STILL you got me into this sh*t!
At this moment, that "No means No" rule doesn't apply on me, but only on you when you want it to apply! F*ck that!
That rule is universal!
Look, I know that you're trying to be protective and all, and that's okay, but Arceus damnit, give me some air to breath!
Always wanting to know what I'm doing and why I'm doing and with who I'm hanging around...
No wonder no body comes to our house...! Oh wait, did I said "our" house? I mean "YOUR" house since you own this apartment.
And another thing: What's up with that "I hate gays. Faggots" thing? WE HAVE A GAY NEPHEW, WHAT'S YOUR F***ING PROBLEM?!?
I've been keeping a secret so long, it's held into a deep part inside me that only is shown on the net.
Seriously, I don't get you.
*blows out air* But enough about my rant.
What makes you so mad like I was just now?
Comment below.
Dean out.
What makes you so mad like I was just now?
Comment below.
Dean out.