Have you ever had a guest who just. Would. Not. Leave?
And while she was there, did she insist on telling you that the paint colour you’d chosen for your kitchen was all wrong, you really needed to wash your floors, and honestly—and this is for your own good—you’ve got to get rid of those curtains!
Bronny, however, has the hide of a rhinoceros. She’s impervious to the fact that Abe pointedly ignores her.
She’s brewed a nice cuppa (while clucking at the state of the kitchen counter) and has put her feet up and made herself right at home:
Yes, folks, Bronny has taken a course in journalism, and she’s feeling compelled to pass along her knowledge. All of it.
And while she’s at it, she points out that the place could use some pictures. But not just any pictures, oh, no!
Phew. Okay, so…she’s got to run out of steam some time, right? Ah, not so fast!
Dear God, will someone please shut this woman up?
No, seriously. Shut up. Please shut up.
Listen, if you don’t shut up, we shall have to shoot you…
Oh God, this is actually worse. Now she’s trying to play primary school teacher, handing out pink heart-shaped stickers to the kiddies for their good work.
But the coup de grâce: she refers Abe to her own blog to show how it should be done:
…because nothing says ‘professional-looking blog’ like multi-coloured text, interspersed with random capitalisation, underlines, and bolding. Not to mention run-on sentences.
We think we need a glass of wine now. Actually, make that a double.