There was much rejoicing through the house.
About 3 weeks ago, the teens Gears of War disc just stopped working.
Kaput.
Done.
Dead.
I did all I could to get it to work, I cleaned it, wiped it, cleaned the lasers on the 360, everything.
GoW simply had died.
They played it till they killed the disc.
Being the ultra cool, most awesomest mom on the entire fucking planet, I ordered them a new one within 2 days of the discs death.
Cheers! woo hoo! yeuss! Way to go mom! was heard throughout the hood.
I rock n' roll it like that.
The mail lady knocked at the door this afternoon, and I swear tears fell from their eyes.
It was touching. They both hugged me and said they thought I had been joking about ordering it, because it had taken nearly 3 weeks to get here.
I swear, I did see a tear slide down a teen boy cheek.
So all is well again in the land of killing aliens, smack talking to Moldy and Gordy shall resume this evening I'm sure, and I will be left in peace with no more questions about it's estimated arrival.
Wanna get your ass handed to you on a platter by the teens?
Frty 6 n 2 is our gamer tag.
Comments
HELL YEAH, you rock it!
Your boys are so lucky to have you as a mom, and I hope they know that!
Posted by: Devilish Southern Belle | July 26, 2007 4:49 PM