What the f**k?
"Mouth...how the fuck...ma?"
What the f**k was going on around here? I walked through the door gearing up my nuts for the s**t storm that was about to come, only to find that I'd been thwarted again.
"Seriously, are you f*****g kidding me?"
"Shane Patrick Flanagan you watch your mouth." My mother scolded me as she put what looked like a bowl of mashed potatoes on the table. My focus was on Mouth who had yet to say a word or even acknowledge my presence.
My two sisters came from the kitchen with more food in their hands while I looked around like I was in the twilight zone.
"How did you get out?"
"She called me."
"She called you, how did she do that?"
"Well actually she texted me and told me what you had done, shame on you, I thought I raised my son to treat a la
