I would have to say the last time I really lost my temper was when I found out my boyfriend was cheating on me when I was pregnant. I threw something at him and then I left. I like to throw things. I threw a chair when I caught my friend booty dancing with my boyfriend, that was even worse than when I was pregnant. Once I throw something I feel much better.
My mother is always throwing things. She threw a homecoming party for me in May. She threw a drunk gatecrasher out. She threw up after imbibing to much booze at the party. She threw a fit the next morning when she saw the mess. And she threw a heel off a shoe next day when we were walking to the restaurant for lunch. I made the mistake of singing 'you picked a fine time to leave me Lucille' and she threw her purse at me.
Yep. Some women sure love to throw things.
