He Mocks Me!

And I will not be mocked.

Ha!

I was mocked.

And I do not understand why I was mocked.

Quirky Son #1, the 12-year-old, was in rare form last night. And he was mocking his mother... a lot.

"I ask you fix me something to eat and you tell me, 'Shut-it!'"

"I ask you take to me to the store and you tell me, 'Shut-it!'"

"I ask you to help me with my homework and you say, 'Shut-it!'"

"I ask you to buy me something and you say, 'Shut-it!"

What the shut?

In all honesty, I NEVER say "shut-it" to my boys.

I know, I know it sounds as though, "I doth protest too much."

And perhaps I should "shut-it," but honestly, I don't use that expression.

Me? I say, "Now let's not say that." Or just a good, "Shooosh!" works well for me too.

So I was cracking up as he "mocked" me over and over again last night.

But the piece de resistance?

Was when he told me that I looked like this person.

Actor Terry Crews, currently starring on the Everybody Hates Chris show (not to be confused with Tom Kruse-Hoveround Inventor or Tom Cruise-megamovie star and Scientologist).

What the crews?

Oh yeah, I see the resemblance.


Totally.

Don't you?

According to QS#1, he, Mr. Crews, has the exact same frown line that I have.

What the dastardly old-age wrinkle?

I beg to differ.

Mr. Crews' frown line runs across in his forehead in a horizontal wrinkle.

Mine is much smaller and is on my eye-right brow and runs in a short and cute (ahem) vertical wrinkle.

Wrinkle this!

And... then he tells me that Mr. Crews also bears a resemblance to me because of his chin goatee!

Now wait just one hairy minute here.

I pluck my chin on a regular basis.

Once every year.

Ahem.

And...

I will NOT be mocked!

Too late.

I think.

Criminy!

Why can't I find those darn, confounded tweezers?

Wait. I think I know why.

They mock me!


B.S. Many chin hairs were tortured, plucked and maimed during the production of this post and my chin has never felt smoother...AH!