Vase Incident
I broke mama's flower vase. The one she bought which the flowers were made of clay. The one she was proud enough to show off to relatives that came to our house. The one that she took a photo to show in her multiply site. Maybe that's why she was really, really .... really mad. I do not know what's gotten into me. I'm in a destructive mode. Maybe people are just not listening to me. It's not me! It's the other people! Labels: Growing up |
Comments on "Vase Incident"
Yes...mama is really mad about the vase.....ask your papa to replace it for me.
oh no... there goes mama vase....
iskh,iskh,iskh.......
glad you're not hurt though, ilya!
wellll .. it wasn't a big vase.