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The first time I met my husband's family premarriage, my MIL went into my then boyfriend's room (where I couldn't sleep) and took his pajamas while he was and in the shower, washed and and IRONED them and had them on his bed before he went to sleep again that night. It is hard to compete with a woman who nudged her son awake every morning with a warm muffin and and a glass of fresh squeezed orange juice. She is the freak man, not me and not you for napping instead of scouring the tub everyday with bleach. *phew* I feel better now. Alex said at 05:03PM, 03.28.2003: Interesting...my mother wouldn't clean up the crumbs -- she'd wait for me to leave, wipe the crumb, then call everyone in my family and tell them what a fucking, lazy slob I am. *sigh* That reminds me, I really should call that ray of sunshine in my life and see how she's doing! (And by ray of sunshine, I really mean 3rd degree burn giving, cancer inducing, retina frying ray of sunshine) Shannon said at 05:08PM, 03.28.2003:
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