Ah, your screams are music to my ears. That is to say I love to frighten you outta your erps. What does that mean, exactly, you ask?
Well, some may say I’m trying to scare the fear out of you. “E”xposure and “R”esponse “P”revention, like. Meaning the more I expose you to having your wits jump right outta your skull, the more you’ll come to expect it and therefore, not be so fearful.
On the other hand, when my dad used to say it to me, many years ago, I don’t know if that sort of therapy was in practice. Maybe he just thought it sounded funny.
So I’ll keep doin’ it. Scarin’ you outta your erps. Just for laughs.
What’s a momma for, after all?
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False Evidence Appearing Real…
Especially when I jump out of the bushes at my eldest son. hehe. I have to admit, this story is only partially fictional. 😀