Dear Diary,

I have concerns. Very serious concerns about Momma’s littlest thing.  I’ve spent a lot of time researching sociopaths and have come to the conclusion that Momma’s littlest thing is most definitely a sociopath.

Frickin’ memes! How am I supposed to get anything done with them jumping up my butt every three seconds? 

You might be a sociopath if:

You have all kinds of curly fur on the top of your head and nowhere else.

You chew on shoes.

You look like a cartoon.

You look like this when you wave:

Instead of saying, “cat,” you say “kee.” And you say, “Hiyee!” in a loud, obnoxious voice.

So there you have it. I’m living with a sociopath. And Momma doesn’t even care. She’s of the opinion that everything this prevert does is cute.

That’s all for now, Diary!

Sincerely,

Gwennie