Flopping Fingers and Dead Band Teachers

Years ago I broke my finger. I broke my eff you finger on the left hand, first knuckle. Nobody believed I broke it, and I never went for x-rays. I let it heal, and it's crooked there now. Turns somewhat sideways with a lump on the side of the knuckle.

Years later I had x-rays of that hand, and was informed that some time ago I had broken my finger and it healed wrong. WELL DUHHHH!!! Idiots not believing me.

Anyhow....since I got a new printer, I started doing my typing again. For those of you that don't know. Our friend D, writes short stories. Fantasy stories. He's got an amazing mind. But he can not punctuate, spell, use correct grammer, be descriptive in a creative way. And every single word is written in all caps and all the words are smooshed together.

He wants to try and get these published. Now I'm not an amazing writer, but he wanted them cleaned up and done nicely. So...he pays me to read them, and type them out correctly.

I've been working my toosh off on getting some of these whipped out. (okay so I'm three pages from completing the 1st. And when I say three pages, I mean this guy writes front and back of the paper, uses every inch of it, and calls that one page)

But...back to my finger. I've been typing away, and my left eff you finger feels all floppy. Like it's not attached at that knuckle where it broke. It's the grossest dang feeling. And it makes me shudder when I type...Like right now.

Now on to the Dead Band Teacher.....I'm gonna kill her, that's why she's gonna be dead. Now..yes, this is Ms. Hotty Hot the Hot band teacher. But....she is messing with the wrong kid.

I think the school has gone crazy making it's school supply requests. And for band, my son wanted to play drums. So....Ms. Hotty told us what to go buy. BUY, NOT RENT!!! So..I went and bought the equipment.

First couple weeks of school, they let all the kids try out every single instrument. My son was actually able to try the tuba. And he said to his friend. "Hey I can actually play this, maybe I should switch to Tuba" I guess all Ms. Hotty heard was "Oh Ms.Hotty, since you don't have a Tuba player, I'm gonna dedicate my life to pleasing you and being one."

Kiddo told me he was contemplating changing to tuba. I told him to really think about it. He did, and said no he would rather play drums. I said good, because he already had all the equipment.

Kiddo informs me today that Ms. Hotty told him he could not play drums because she has to many percussionists. That he had to play Tuba. Ummmm NO not just NO but HELL NO. He said what he wanted to play, and I bought all the stuff you told me too, he is sure as shit gonna play the fucking drums!!! I haven't called her yet. Gigantor actually said he would call her first. Because I am that dam mad. And yes I would scare the shit out of little Ms. Hotty, seeing as she is only 22 or 23 and very tiny.

So....I will let you all know if I have to go up there and be the very mean mama bear. Because there might be police and ambulances called, cuz that's just how dam scary I am. hehehee

Have a good Friday everyone!!!!