Why are you in my life? Why do I have to deal with you? How in the hell did you get your shoes on the right feet this morning? These are just a few of the nagging questions I'd love to ask but don't out of politeness. And the love for my nice, safe world.I do ask, though, that in the future you not subject me to your ridiculous stupidity while I'm in the midst of such severe PMS. I nearly ate the legs off my kitchen table this afternoon out of frustration. Your ineptness nearly pushed me over the edge. Instead of driving to your house and beating you with the stupid stick, I ate an orange-striped Zebra Cake, a Rice Crispy treat, some Cinna-Sticks from Domino's, and 2 brownies. You should thank me since my fat ass won't!
In closing, please speed up. You are making my friend homicidal and not very pleasant to deal with first thing in the morning. I'm sure you are a nice person and all, but, for the love of God, stay AWAY! I'm just not sure how long I can keep from smacking you upside the head.
Hugs & Kisses & F-bombs,
LB
6 comments:
I have NO IDEA what you're talking about but I'm laughing so hard my sides ache.
Seems like there is a lot of PMS in bloggland today. I'm right there with ya.
xoxoxo
Stupid people should live on their own island.
Damn. And now I REALLY want a zebra cake . . . sigh.
It's always funny to me how every person thinks every other person is stupid. My mechanic is very fond of me but I'm sure he has entertained the same sentiments about my lack of ability to not only disregard the source of those annoying engine pings but also to tune them out completely. Not to mention that I flagrantly disregard his recommendations for frequent oil changes and tire replacements. "Stupid" is a highly relevant state.
Pardon me..."lack of ability" should really be replaced with "heightened ability" or something similar.
Zebra cakes are really making the rounds online today...I agree with Michelle, PMS is in the air!
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