Musings 2

"Hmmm i seem to smell slightly funky, i probably should do some self hygeination...hmmm should wash my clothes while im at it." Person A gathers up all the dirty clothes that are scattered throughout the room and searching for them all was like reading one of those I Spy books. After a tedious five minutes of gathering clothes, they manage to heave it all to the washer where they proceed to get a load going. Things however came to a sliding, skidding and slightly screechey halt when the mother barrels through shouting, "WHAT'S THIS! YOU'RE DOING YOUR WASH NOW?!..." there was more but person A decided to use thier power of selective hearing to ignore the rest and proceeded with the wash and then headed to the bathroom for what they hoped was going to be a nice relaxing session of ritual (not to mention practical) cleansing. However no sooner had they started the ritual the door was flung open. This completely started person A nearly causing some unpleasent physical trauma however they didnt have time to worry about what bodily harm might have been because the mother was now shouting enough obscenaties to make any film X rated. Between the copious swearing bits person A was mortified to when they realized that she was screaming at them to get outa the shower and how they had to take a shower now and how everything was wrong and Person A swore they heard something about a crossbow, terrorists and Dan Quayle. Person A was not sure what to do but knew they had a few options and they had to pick fast.
Option 1: jump out of the temple of clean to slam and lock the door
Option 2: throw things at the mother till she went away
Option 3: start screaming nonsense back at the mother in hopes that she would leave
Option 4: Futily attempt to reason with her
Of course Person A chose the logical choice of screaming illogical rants back at the mother in hopes that she would give up and leave.
Ladies and Gentlemen! Tonight we have a classic fight for your enjoyment! In the red corner is Person A! Person A was in the early stages of the ritual of clensing when thier mother bargged in and started shouting things that would make Jesus's rattle in thier box. And in the blue Corner is The Mother! Shes had one shit pie of a day which has sent her into a beserker rage and her child was unfortunate enough to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. *Ding Ding*
The fight took all of 6 min 9 secs in which egos were bruised and self images smashed and it all managed to come out dead even however the referee favors with Person A because "They didnt start it"
After what seemed like forever the mother finally slams the door with a defiant "THIS ISNT OVER YET!" and stalks off to do things Person A would much rather not think about. On the bright side Person A was able to finish the ritual in peace and quiet which then led to the obligatory burning of the midnight oil which they had scented earlier to smell like something awesomely refreshing and clean. There is a moral to this story and that is...always pay tribute to gods of clean for thier wrath is quite brutal...and smelly.