tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8112514995333046518.post987427983924862552..comments2024-03-18T22:55:31.859-05:00Comments on Hillbilly Mansion: The Newmentia Lunch Time Think Tank Strolls Down The Boulevard Of Broken BonesHillbilly Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18067833789262242514noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8112514995333046518.post-75545356720480070162016-01-13T19:24:26.019-06:002016-01-13T19:24:26.019-06:00Sioux,
GENIUS? Oh. You mean the #1 son. I guess Ge...Sioux,<br />GENIUS? Oh. You mean the #1 son. I guess Genius is as good a name as any to call him. He only wants what he can't have. If I had put liver-and-onions on The Pony's arm, he would have cried to have liver-and-onions.Hillbilly Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18067833789262242514noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8112514995333046518.post-89350657571512561832016-01-13T05:31:42.464-06:002016-01-13T05:31:42.464-06:00No wonder Genius is the way he is today. He's ...No wonder Genius is the way he is today. He's scarred. Probably permanently. And if Genius does NOT submit his therapist's bill to you, consider him for a son-of-the-year award.<br /><br />How long did that little cherub have to gaze--longingly--at that Diet Coke without getting even a drop? Did that innocent ever get to drink it? Or should I presume he was denied a Diet Coke for seemingly forever, until he could go away to college and get one for HIMSELF?<br /><br />For shame, for shame, for shame.Sioux Roslawskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17924021828536277618noreply@blogger.com