👄Polish
Happiness is patience so you wear your sparkly cubic zirconia and your every day shoes, keeping it neat and classy and doing your thing quietly with faith and praise then one day, your diamonds and leather boots arrive. 😶
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👄 On active service
Happiness is when you get a new wardrobe with mirror doors. but may you live long enough and be grateful enough to find yourself talking to a family wardrobe one morning. Hey Captain, you’re family, always remember that. You‘be been through thick and thin with us. You were the little guys wardrobe for the first three years of their lives then the big guy’s then middle guy’s. You were even there when Az put pyjamas on the little guys then took them to nursery. How you must’ve laughed. Now I’m hearing that big guy was losing at his FIFA game on PlayStation and punched you then middle guy sat on you like you were a chair and you broke. I’m sorry but 😐 We all have to serve at one time or the other. Good bye Champ and thank you for your service.
👄The one about phobias.
👄 One day the curriculum will require that you tell a little child to find the factors of 57 and 75. You watch as the child breaks down in tears. The only factors of 57 are itself and 1. The 15 and 5 which disintegrated the other number are all useless against that monster called 57. The phobia the world forgot. The fear of remainders, decimals and fractions.
👄 Cheffing it.
👄👄👄 Happiness is when you learn that despite you thinking that you’re the chef-in -the-house in 2019 that that headache was a chance for you to go rest so you’ll find out your son cooks better than you. You’re a chef trainer now. Accept it. 🌷🌷🌷
Bloke 👄
Teens 👄 Happiness is... wait. Two minutes after the postman has been trying hard to convince you that you named your God-given child Bugs, you place a finger on the lips you were going to yell with and say, one minute, let me ask the teenagers first. He sighs with relief when they traipse after you towards him. Not only has one of them And teens renamed himself Bugs but the other one has renamed himself Bloke. Wait, could you spell that name again? Junkie Enuwe. The postman was right, you don’t even know your own children’s names. And there you were, wondering why Instagram keeps telling you that Bloke is no longer in your circle. Bugs, Junkie and Bloke. 👀