Mouth-breather

I got an email from my older sister this morning:

Grandma has been farting all morning and the entire house is uninhabitable. I was studying at the dining room table and she was just standing there next to me for 10 minutes waiting for her ride to tea to pull up in the driveway. Her parting shot hit me like a punch in the face.


I'm off to mail Katy her care package.