Vomit. Shit. Pus. Mayo. Anything that's disgusting, actually. I have a weak stomache.

My brother is constantly bring over his two sons. One of them is adorable, but the other is a nightmare. Goddamn!

I see my nephew at least once a week. Brother is always bringing them over. Bless him, he tries to be a good parent, but gives into his tantrums.
I don't think I'd ever make a good mum. Sometimes kids drive me insane.