A number of people I know have had an inordinate number of things go against them of late . . . certainly more than their fair share, in my opinion. Yes, I realize this is a fact of life that such things “happen,” but that doesn’t mean now is the time to sing a rousing rendition of “A Spoonfull of Sugar” to make them forget their troubles. Like my dear old grandfather never said, being over chirpy when you know someone has had a hard time is as insulting as blowing your nose on their corn flakes.
So . . . in honor of that thought, here’s a little something MORE (or less) appropriate:
A spoonfull of boogers makes the medicine taste worse. The medicine taste worse. The medicine taste worse. Just a spoonfull of boogers makes the medicine taste worse, In a most DISGUSTING way!( I don’t care . . . it’s been that kind of week, and if even just ONE person who needed a smile out there smiled at that, then my work here is done. This candle is for all of you guys. I’m rooting for you.)
Candles & Curses 