Photographic Evidence Part 2....

Hello, Mr Policeman, back so soon. And you brought friends this time! How nice. Now wait, before they fit me for that nice tight jacket, I must confess to a few things.......

He is in fact still among the living! He just went out to meet some little girl. I mean I had to let him go.... A girl not the slugs he usually hauls around. A GIRL!

No the room wasn't as bad as Little Miss' room. He is 18 after all, no toys! Not one Barbie, that bitch, OK he had a few toys in his room, but Little Miss and the Hellion took them in there.

No, I didn't find anything in there, he found a better hiding place than I suggested.

But in my defense, just look at the pictures, he is 18! I have told him time and time again to clean up the damn mess and he just looks at me and says, "In a minute." Well, he is like his daddy, his minutes go on FOREVER!!!! Yes they do! I mean I have been waiting for a few weeks and his minute is still not up.

You will need to see the pictures? Alrighty then....

This is from the door. Note we have had a few chilly mornings, but nothing that requires a heavy coat. And yet another one who can't keep a bed made, at least he does still have the fitted sheet on.

Just look at the closet! I need a months worth of meds just to get to it! And his hamper, clothes on top, that is his idea of IN the hamper! I must re-school him, teach him the difference between in and on!

Another heavy coat and a pile of clothes! His hamper is all of ten foot away!

The dresser has all of 4, count them, 4 drawers! I put everything up, everything in its own drawer, how the hell does he screw it up? All he has to do is get things out!

Another shot of the hamper and his little shelf of cars. I have no idea why he can't breath. It could have something to do with the feetinches of dust on every surface in his room! I seem to recall telling him one time he had allergies! I am sure that I did.

Now isn't that better? See he has a floor and everything! No more heavy coat to trip on when you go prowling gathering up dirty clothes.

Look, you can get in his closet without jamming hangers in your foot. No, I won't be requiring medical attention for my foot, I boiled it with peroxide and put on Neosporin. It really isn't that deep, I couldn't see bone. Some sort of purple heart should be awarded for tackling that closet! Well, I did get injured. I know it wasn't in the line of duty! OK, how about a pink heart? NO, I swear Moms are sooooo unappreciated!

OK, the hamper is jammed packed, but they are IN the hamper! Most of them are! They just wouldn't all fit. Yes, I could have put them in the wash, but I am lazy.

Look, the drawers actually close! Underwear in the underwear drawer, socks in the sock drawer, shorts in the shorts drawer and shit in the bottom drawer! No not actual shit, but all of his crap, cell phones, that don't work, tools, papers, you know shit! NO, the shit was found in the closet, it was old and it was Daisy's. He couldn't find the smell, if he would clean.......

His video games and stuff right where they should be. Not scattered all over the back side of his room. And you can see the TV! The dust was so thick, I don't know how he was watching it, yes, he would have to be home to actually watch it , but from time to time, he did watch it.


AAAHHHHH, my little redneck! I have never seen so many rebel flags and so much camo! I did try to hang his bows on this, but they just wouldn't stay up there. They only had to fall and scare the shit out of me twice, for me to decide they would be better off in the closet. And one gun was in the closet, I don't know why, but I left it there! It could be evidence in another case, I don't know.

Wait, before you fit me for my new best friend and throw me in my vacation room, I have one more thing I must say! He never said Thank you! He never said anything about his room. I am sure he noticed it, but I never heard him mention it!

And you say this gun can't be traced! Are you sure? I don't want to kill him, just bring him down a few notches. And this pill will make him have no memory of what happened? COOL!!!

Would you like some more tea, a cookie perhaps? Can I borrow that jacket? My husband has been getting on my nerves a lot lately. Got a gag to go with it?

Do you really have to go? I do plan to finish cleaning one room at a time until I am through with the house. No I don't think I will need pictures of it. Well, maybe their bathroom! I think it will be next. The rest of the house..... I have no one to blame but myself. OK, my back......or maybe the husband, he was suppose to be helping me keep it clean. Yes, Mr. Policeman, one room a day, one day at a time. No I hope not to be seeing you again. But there is that whole budget thing! Would you believe he blew it before I even got it made! And you are completely sure it can't be traced to me? I may need a few more of those pills! I. NEED. A. VACATION!!

Glad you stopped by, until next time......

HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS FOR VISITING!!!!!!!!!!