When I Say, Run…

This was a true thing that happened to me, I did not run though. I managed to eek out some other response that the mother disregarded and then left with my tail between my legs. Alas. I wonder, did what little I did say, about how my kids slept with me and they rarely cried, and that I responded quickly, did she think I was her ‘local crazy’, or a ‘mean activist’? Probably. But I got the last laugh. This is another comic that’s only been in books……

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