It might be better to kick off this blog with something that keeps people coming back, so starting tomorrow, the posts will be in serial format, of sorts. We used to buy spiral notebooks and pass them between a few of us. The person with the notebook usually took it home for a night or two and wrote several pages in it. Because there's only so much to tell in the average teenager's life, we tended to get creative, adding cartoons, stories, whatever. I have two of these notebooks in my possession.
But for today....anyone have a mom that made you sign contracts for chores? I'm thinking this is the last resort of a desperate single mom with two teenagers. What cracks me me up is the specificity--"time will be determined by the clock on the stove". The clothing this was more for my brother, who was in a death metal phase, and prone to adding some hideous band patches on his clothes.
And in the "Other Junk" vein...anyone remember this?
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