Ya know what really burns my biscuits?
I am not talking about the cute mushroom guys from Mario.
You know the types, you could be talking about how you were mugged one time while walking the streets of Philadelphia, and a person in the group interrupts with their story of how they got shot, sounding like they’re out here getting shot at all of the time, like they’re 50 Cent.
They do this constantly, and it’s more than just sharing a similar story, because we all do that. You could talk about how you almost died during an operation and they’ll tell you about the time they DID die and had to be revived 3 times.
You talk about how your kid took their first steps and they chime in with how their kid took their first steps two weeks before yours did.
What burns your biscuits?
Love & life lessons,