Seriously Oh My God, I love my mother but she is driving me to the brink of sanity. when she starts to growl and yell, I use a lot of profanity She makes me want to shove a sock in her mouth then wrap It with some duct tape all around her head. WHAT MOM What was that you said. Hearing nothing but muffled madness with a bobblehead nod and shake. At this point it is starting to sound like a risk I just might have to take. At least then it will be quiet here for a little while. I hate to say this but it is highly possible that her muffled screams might just make me smile. If she's not screaming she's growling loud. You'd think she would eventually just chill constantly sitting in a cloud of smoke. Just be quiet and listen for a moment.THAT A BIG FAT NOPE she is still growling like a God ****** Bear while simultaneously yelling as loud as she possibly can. If you heard this **** for yourself day in and day out you might actually understand. Silence is supposed to be so loud It's deafening don't you know. Well obviously here that is most certainly not the way it goes. The routine continues now both night and day. No one else here seems to get a word in even if you pave the way. This is going to make me sound so **** bad but Mom really needs a gag made from duct tape and a rag. I love her so much but when she constantly yells she sounds like a delusional old hag. I have no doubt this rhyme is wrong as hell but I promise you it's better than listening to a Hippie yell. I have to find a way to save myself. If for nothing else but the sake of my fragile mental health. The only other time she isn't making all that racket is when she's got a glass **** in mouth, jaws just like a rachet. She may possibly be possessed by an ignorant demon, but sadly enough I don't have the skill to dispatch it. Why does she always seem to drive my *** bat **** It makes me sick to think that she may never quit. This probably isn't the best way, but as far as solutions go this may very well be it. yell so loud it's penetrates the thickest crowd. Growl low rather mean for way too long and I promise I'll be walking around in a daze because I checked out and so long now I have been almost all the way gone. It's more than just a slight possibility that if that happens, I'm never coming back. It not a possibility or even a probability it's no brag just a straight fact. My whole family is just as ******* disturbed as they are cracked. Cracked so bad they have a shell that's all busted ruff. Now if only mom would voluntarily just shut the **** up
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May 29, 2026 at 8:25 PM UTC
Seriously Oh My God, I love my mother but she is driving me to the brink of sanity. when she starts to growl and yell, I use a lot of profanity She makes me want to shove a sock in her mouth then wrap It with some duct tape all around her head. WHAT MOM What was that you said. Hearing nothing but muffled madness with a bobblehead nod and shake. At this point it is starting to sound like a risk I just might have to take. At least then it will be quiet here for a little while. I hate to say this but it is highly possible that her muffled screams might just make me smile. If she's not screaming she's growling loud. You'd think she would eventually just chill constantly sitting in a cloud of smoke. Just be quiet and listen for a moment.THAT A BIG FAT NOPE she is still growling like a God ****** Bear while simultaneously yelling as loud as she possibly can. If you heard this **** for yourself day in and day out you might actually understand. Silence is supposed to be so loud It's deafening don't you know. Well obviously here that is most certainly not the way it goes. The routine continues now both night and day. No one else here seems to get a word in even if you pave the way. This is going to make me sound so **** bad but Mom really needs a gag made from duct tape and a rag. I love her so much but when she constantly yells she sounds like a delusional old hag. I have no doubt this rhyme is wrong as hell but I promise you it's better than listening to a Hippie yell. I have to find a way to save myself. If for nothing else but the sake of my fragile mental health. The only other time she isn't making all that racket is when she's got a glass **** in mouth, jaws just like a rachet. She may possibly be possessed by an ignorant demon, but sadly enough I don't have the skill to dispatch it. Why does she always seem to drive my *** bat **** It makes me sick to think that she may never quit. This probably isn't the best way, but as far as solutions go this may very well be it. yell so loud it's penetrates the thickest crowd. Growl low rather mean for way too long and I promise I'll be walking around in a daze because I checked out and so long now I have been almost all the way gone. It's more than just a slight possibility that if that happens, I'm never coming back. It not a possibility or even a probability it's no brag just a straight fact. My whole family is just as ******* disturbed as they are cracked. Cracked so bad they have a shell that's all busted ruff. Now if only mom would voluntarily just shut the **** up
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