Every day I talk to my kids about the upcoming catastrophe and how the only way we can save ourselves is by doing what Obama wants.
At first they weren’t convinced, because they got an A in world history, but they don’t want to be thought of as unpatriotic.
So, for my birthday, instead of buying me a real gift, they purchased some carbon credits to save the planet. They don’t want to die from starvation, who can blame the poor kids? And, why would I want something pretty, like a bracelet, when that would be seen as ostentatious, and there’s no where to wear it? Everything is closing, or will be closed soon, except McDonald’s — and that food is so full of fat, it will kill you.
I bought 187 gallons of milk yesterday, and stored them in the garage. It gets hot in there come April, but I want to be prepared. I also found a deer on the road yesterday, it was hit by a car but it was freshly dead, so I dragged it home and my husband is carving it up today. Even though Food Lion is still open, if we don’t pass the stimulus by tomorrow, that deer might be all we have to eat for a long time.
For some reason when I went to wake up my kids for school today, I couldn’t find them! One was sleeping under the bed, and the other one was in the closet, whimpering. I don’t know why.
