Marge: What is this strange contraption? *poke poke*
John: Mother, leave it alone. It's a computer.
Marge: *poke poke* Oops. Is this think supposed to leak ink?
John: *sigh* I'm getting fired.....again
Her son does not show much concern that she sniffs White Out in the Map Room. In fact, I don't think he even cares. But if you ever see her; she sometimes appears to be so drunk that she can't even put the lid back on the bottle.
Gee she must be related to my sister, she just pretends that all mistakes the she makes are someone else's fault. This one does not seem to know how to correct her own mistakes either.
Let me just white this out...Oh! You CAN'T use white out on this...whatever it's called? Well, how am i supposed to know! I am a 115 year old granny who does not even know the name of the gadget. DON'T U KNOW IT'S TAKE YOUR GREAT-GREAT-GREAT GRANDMOTHER TO WORK DAY you whipper-snapper!
"Interdimensional White Out! It fixes everything! Even tiny cracks in this monitor! And even fixes mistakes like never before! Don't rely on that old dried out stuff, this is your all-new office supply! Get it while this woman is clueless and distracted!"
You're doing it wrong.
John: Mother, leave it alone. It's a computer.
Marge: *poke poke* Oops. Is this think supposed to leak ink?
John: *sigh* I'm getting fired.....again
Joe Biden told me to do it...bark