Seany tells me that he is tooooo tooooooo loud, with his children.

He confesses in his beer, as it were. hahahah

I make light of this behavioral problem since my Father was way more loud than I ever was.

And yet his mother will contend that I was way, way, tooooo, toooo loud.

Progress, not perfection is what I say!

Now, I had and have my faults, of course.

But this expressionism demonstrated by my son makes me wince at times.

Precious had this habit of slamming the frickin door to her room.
hahhahahahha

Seany would sit with her and discuss this issue.

And recall that Precious could at times run lalalalalalalala all
over the house and then put her back on the wall and fall down
and yell:

TIME OUT, TIME OUT.
hahahahahahahahah

And that was two years ago.

So Precious just keeps slamming the door to her bedroom which will
not be her private bedroom soon, because there is another Precious who 
shall soon see the the light of Day, as it were.

hahahahahaha

Precious will have a new compadre in her bedroom in the form of
Jolee; even though four year olds have no sense of time or
anything else.

BUT I HAD NOT SENSE OF TIME.

hahahahahah

So Seany keeps coming home following his work schedule and
if Precious does not really like what is going on, Precious
runs to her room and SLAMS the goddamn door.hahahaha

So Seany gets so goddamn mad he disconnects the door.
I mean he takes the goddamn door down off its hinges.

hahahahahahahahah

So Daddy calls me to tell me this a few months ago and I tell him,
look, you know all about my shower screen (which you purchased for me
five years ago) and all you need is an adjustable bar and some nice
sheet with a princess and a unicorn and....whatever.

That structure will give your Precious a 'door' that she cannot
slam.
hahahahahha

OH YEAH

My son tells me.

Right now, maybe at this very moment,  My Son shall witness the birth
of his third daughter.

And so my previous misogynous Son shall be recognized as a woman's
Rights advocate.

Yeah, we males get angry.

And yeah, we males are sometimes unfair.

But a few generations and we evolve.
hahahahahahhaha

If you ever threaten my grandchildren, my son will KILL YOU.
hahhahaha

If you ever question my Son's attitude via women's rights.

My son will get rid of your door.
hahahahahah

Love, real love is expressed in many many ways.

Seany just made sure that Precious shall never ever

SLAM THE GODDAMN DOOR AGAIN.

hahahahahahah

Oh and Mama will at sometime or another accuse Precious of being Sean, Jr.

hahahahahah

But, and I shall predict, there shall be some wonderlust fellow lost in love with Precious.

And this will end up in tragedy.

hahahahahah

I have no idea what this riff has to do with anything.

It just hit me today and took me out of this depression that I could not escape.

But I have escaped.....as it were.

MORAL

If they keep slamming the door, remove THE FUCKING DOOR.

the end. hahahahah