Crack-Tea

Since I'm pissed off and spoiled, I opted to harrass various family members after this morning's post. I called Nisha, but she was busy. I called momma, but I don't like to burden her with my issues, besides she's all pre-menopausal... you never know when she'll snap. So in a fit of desperation I called my brother to see how his day was going, since I'd doomed my own day to be filled with my over abundant attitude. He said he was fine, and suspiciously asked me what was wrong. Of course I couldn't say, "I'm feenin' to get sexed up by dude next door", so I gave him the generalized answer of, "I'm feeling grumpy". He reminded me of momma's infamous tea, what he calls The Crack Tea. Since I've seen the amazing power of the Crack-Tea in action, I think I will take my brothers advice and snatch some at lunch time. Sometimes Jr can be so smart. I wonder why he can't figure out how to stay off my nerves 95% of the time. Anyways, let's hope the Crack-Tea works. I've got 2 hours to remain wrathful until I can get hold of some tea. I think I can make it until then.