Mr. Cranky Pants
March 27th, 2003
Boy, do I sound cranky in the post below. It’s been a hard winter, and the children are keeping me from sleeping well. The accompanying stress has turned me into an 87-year-old grizzled fisherman.
Kids, do what you want. You’re young and impressionable, and so darned cute. This old man just wants a sunny day and a warm bowl of porridge.
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