Mutiny at the LaLa
M is mad at K because K is trying to tell him how to paint. B is mad at K because K spoke to him inappropriately. I almost knocked P down entering the room she is painting. I’m mad at P and T for making a mess of the side yard with a big whopping paint spill. S is out of town and I called him and said there is a mutiny forming at the LaLa and I’m gone next week, so get your ass back in town and take care of all this crap.