Since you enjoyed it last time: B*TCHFest!!
I love you guys!! Thank you so much...this has been a long day! Ohhhh ok, if you insist! I ran over two damn nails on the way to work this morning...thank you damn storms for making us all need new roofs and causing roofing nails to be strewn about the city! Next, my Mother-in-law had surgery so after school, after the tire was fixed, I got to spend time at the hospital. I just got home at 11:30 and thought I would peek in.
Now I am having a sciatic nerve attack...great!! It must be from all the laughing...thanks!! Ahahaha...ouch!!! Damn!! LOLOLOL!!!! It is agony but I am still laughing thru the pain!! Connie
Why would you think your mother would like to go camping as a family reunion every year? And at a far away place that costs a fortune. She never camped a day in her life. You are an idiot and make this "family reunion" about your wants every year. I've never been and I never will go. I dislike you immensely you bigoted asshole.
If you pay a cheap rate you are going to be staying at a dump. Don't come to me crying because the room stinks or the decor is from 1992 and there is sperm on the blanket. Some of those blankets haven't been washed in a year. If someone didn't pee, puke, or bleed on them we ain't washing them. Sperm isn't easily seen. We change the sheets when someone leaves what more do you want for that price? Go stay at the 35 buck a night place. They don't even bother to change the sheets. You get what you pay for.
Would you please quit singing the wrong lyrics on purpose? It makes me want to scream. And quit making up words and rhyming everything. I wanna slap you over this.
Quit acting poor and "borrowing" money off me. I haven't ever seen a dime of it and I'm sick of it. The last time you pleaded poor then went to a concert on my money hurt my feelings. I needed that money for myself. I like to eat sometimes.
My mother is so nosey we call her Pinocchio. The older she gets, the more of her nose she sticks in other people's business. I'm not sure why---maybe she's thinking she's running out of time to **** with her kids' heads.
I won't go into the whole backstory, but 2 years ago I moved back to my hometown, mostly in order to be around to help her.(Well, that's a lie---I LOVE the house. *grin*) I made the GRAVE mistake of buying a house that she can SEE from her kitchen window.
My buds and I laugh about it, but sometimes it is SO not funny. A couple of weeks ago my BFF and I left in the early AM for a doctor's appointment that wound up being cancelled. Since I really dont't think my BFF's health is any of my mother's business (she seems to think otherwise), we chose to come back to my house via the "back" way.
The phone started ringing the second I put my key in the front door. BFF and I looked at each other, giggled, and agreed it just couldn't be Momma.
It was Momma.
"How come y'all are back so soon? Didn't the doctor want to take the warts off BFF's butthole? Did he think it was cancer? Has BFF got AIDs? How much money do you think his family's got? Reckon he'll inherit any of it, being as he's queer and all?"
May I kill her NOW???