At this point I’m feeling really bad for Flora, cause this is going to be some bad stuff that has the potential to blow up in her face esp. Though, to be quite honest, everything seems to still be going sideways rn.
Let’s put it this way…
I was pretty oblivious (read: stupid) as a kid, and I wouldn’t have discussed *anything* personal with even the most trusted friend if my parents were anywhere within hearing range.
My preference would have been miles away, on top of a mountain or something. Not because I had bad or mean parents, but simply because they were insistent on knowing *everything*
That was smart, not stupid. You only mention things to your parents when you feel it appropriate, and even parents don’t always know better. If someone tells me not to say something to someone else, I don’t.
I knew I didn’t say that just right.
I wasn’t saying I was stupid for not talking around my parents. I was comparing my own obtuseness and self-involvement to Munch’s.
I.e., If *I* was that stupid and unaware, and I wouldn’t have spoken about sensitive matters in my parent’s presence, then Munch must have a frigging ROCK between his ears instead of a brain. 😉
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At this point I’m feeling really bad for Flora, cause this is going to be some bad stuff that has the potential to blow up in her face esp. Though, to be quite honest, everything seems to still be going sideways rn.
Munch ain’t the brightest crayon in the box is he?
Let’s put it this way…
I was pretty oblivious (read: stupid) as a kid, and I wouldn’t have discussed *anything* personal with even the most trusted friend if my parents were anywhere within hearing range.
My preference would have been miles away, on top of a mountain or something. Not because I had bad or mean parents, but simply because they were insistent on knowing *everything*
That was smart, not stupid. You only mention things to your parents when you feel it appropriate, and even parents don’t always know better. If someone tells me not to say something to someone else, I don’t.
I knew I didn’t say that just right.
I wasn’t saying I was stupid for not talking around my parents. I was comparing my own obtuseness and self-involvement to Munch’s.
I.e., If *I* was that stupid and unaware, and I wouldn’t have spoken about sensitive matters in my parent’s presence, then Munch must have a frigging ROCK between his ears instead of a brain. 😉
Huh. I remember situations like this…
Shitstorm incoming in 3…2…1…
And so it begins. Can’t wait to see how this goes. On another note, is this the first time we’ve heard Munch’s last name or have I just forgotten?
Pretty sure it’s the first.
I love the “Tanya was here” on the fridge..