Dear Eye Drops:
Waaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh! Why do you have to in my eyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeees? I'm going to throw up.
I hate you,
Bowen
Dear Bowen:
We were sent to Earth from the plant Zorg to eat your eyeballs out with our acid, sorry we have to do our job.
Love,
Pink Eye Medicine
Dear Eye Medicine:
Oh? Daddy is going to put you in my eye? OK!
Bowen
Dear Bowen:
Don't let them trick you, I am BAD. Inside this little white bottle are daggers and poison and scary monsters. Your eyes are going to fall out, I promise, especially if your Mom puts the drops in.
Love,
Meds
Dear Stupid stuff in the bottle:
AGAIN! NOOOOOO! You are going to make my eyes fall out! And that evil woman even promised me a toy if I would sit and let her put that poison in my eyes! She is on YOUR side! Therefore I must scream every time she comes near me with the bottle or even mentions the word "eyedrop" in conversation! AAAACK! I'm going to DIEEEEEEEEE!
You STINK,
Bowen
Dear Bowen and Pink Eye medicine:
You guys are both killing me and we have 7-10 days of this crap.
Love,
Mom
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Dear Bowen, try taking your eyes out and rolling them around in the medicine - it won't hurt near as bad. Love, Linda
Dear Bowen,
I try to remain stable...however, when you always seem to come into uncertain situations where nerves are become pushed to the limit...I must reverse the system and push all of my contents up and out!! Pleas etry to refrain from anything containing any emotions other than complete calm!
Thanks,
Your stomach
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