For Pete’s sake
Will Petey develop PTSD down the track then.
This makes me wonder, is fainting at the sight of blood a disqualifier for military service?
That boy will never learn to cook!
Rip off your bloody band-aid and leave it on his room threshold and he’ll never leave his room.
One day my older sister and I thought it would be a good idea if we tied a rope to the front axel of our skateboard and she pulled me downhill, lying flat on the board, face-first. I’ll let you imagine how that turned out. (The scar is still on my chin!)
Good for Alice, fitting nicely into the Nurse’s Aide rôle, after causing Petey a relapse!
Blood! UGH! Fresh damp towel! I feel your pain, My Hero….