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THE SIGN arrived, with masking tape, stuck upon the door.                                     TRASH BAG WARNING it yelled (with smiley face)                                   ~I cannot see the floor!~ A sigh was heard - by all the house - the sign read ALOUD, once more.                                                **CRASH                                                       &                                                 BANG,**                                                   soon followed it, as my Batgirl                                                 >slammed< her door! And maybe, there was a curse or two; Beneath her breath   repeated. But life went on, with nothing wrong & the pile of stuff depleted! Although, it took the loudest hour, 'til Batgirl opened her door. Trash bag tied   with masking tape & 'the amended sign' re-applied                                        ***"NB:                                              Holy tidy rooms,                                              Batgirls' done it!                                                                        DONE & DUSTED***                                                                                                                                    Whilst the P.S. made us both smile...                                                                                                                                       **(Obviously not literally dusted, Mum,                                          but even you, The Joker, can get the gist!)"** For-given the prior scene of teenage devastation... Batgirls' reply had been superhero swift!
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Apr 28, 2013
Apr 28, 2013 at 3:08 PM UTC
Batgirl... you've got 24hours to save it!
THE SIGN arrived, with masking tape, stuck upon the door.                                     TRASH BAG WARNING it yelled (with smiley face)                                   ~I cannot see the floor!~ A sigh was heard - by all the house - the sign read ALOUD, once more.                                                **CRASH                                                       &                                                 BANG,**                                                   soon followed it, as my Batgirl                                                 >slammed< her door! And maybe, there was a curse or two; Beneath her breath   repeated. But life went on, with nothing wrong & the pile of stuff depleted! Although, it took the loudest hour, 'til Batgirl opened her door. Trash bag tied   with masking tape & 'the amended sign' re-applied                                        ***"NB:                                              Holy tidy rooms,                                              Batgirls' done it!                                                                        DONE & DUSTED***                                                                                                                                    Whilst the P.S. made us both smile...                                                                                                                                       **(Obviously not literally dusted, Mum,                                          but even you, The Joker, can get the gist!)"** For-given the prior scene of teenage devastation... Batgirls' reply had been superhero swift!
True Story... QUESTION: What to do with One teenage daughter + too much stuff & too much revision < No time to tidy! =  :'( when we can't find anything? SOLUTION: Give 24hrs warning of Mum donning full chemical suit & going in to tidy. (Rule being that anything on the floor goes in the bag) Remember to add some humour :D Batgirl also added an illustration, of a duster over a vat of ACID with a cheeky explanation... "Can our caped crusaders, defeat the devilish deeds of Mummy Linda, and escape in this episode:" Um, no, sweet child of mine... Mummy has a duster and she knows how to use it... Mwahahahaha x
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Apr 28, 2013
Apr 28, 2013 at 3:08 PM UTC
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