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Me: You don’t know. I’m hard core. I’m gangsta. Jeff: That’s not even gangsta anymore. That’s more mommy blogger. Me: I am not a mommy blogger! I am to hard core! I will kick YOUR ass. Jeff: (sighing heavily) You are not gangsta. You’re just an angry white woman. Me: I could still kick your...
Come closer. No, closer. I read Twilight. I read it like the sheep I am. I didn’t like it. I even posted about it. Let the hate mail commence. PS The third one REALLY sucked. Worse than the first two. No, that’s not true, nothing could suck worse than that second one. [Shudders]
Nope, the fourth was the worst. I read the first three and liked them, less and less each time, but I continued because I could not stop. The fourth was awful, esp. the part where the girl gets pregnant by a vampire. Seriously?
I am reading the third one right now and am starting to get bored because it is a lot like the first two, but like you I have to finish them. Crazy huh?
What, Edward doesn’t make you want to do the do? Gag me. I too read the books trying to figure out what the hype was. After each book, I kept thinking “It has to get better, too many people like these stupid books!” After I had purchased AND read all 4 books {what the “H” was I thinking?}, I took the whole stack to the library and told them to keep them. I couldn’t bear to have that poorly written crap in my house anymore. Good for you for having good taste and recognizing trash when you see it!
Hmmm sounds awfully like me and Harry Potter. 😛 I have no desire to read them at all or see the movies.
The girl cherub has taken over the job of writing down our weekly dinner schedule for me. I fully intend to show this and the naked baby pictures to all first dates. (For the record: I had sushi Wednesday night, not peissa, like everyone else.)
While I do realize that you in fact know everything, it would be greatly appreciate if you would kindly stop asking me questions, then telling me that my answer is wrong. In addition, but equally entertaining for me is your innate inability to do anything other that what you want to, without full on tantrum...
Ha ha ha ha ha! Hilarious! I’m sorry that your stresses are so entertaining for me. :o)
How funny! Oh, I needed that!
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Mine around the same age: “Mom, what’s for dinner?”
Me: “Grilled cheese.”
Him: “Well, don’t make any for me because I’m running away from home.”
At that point it was all I could do to avoid saying, “Can I help you pack?”
MM, now I’m craving grilled cheese. Do I have to run away to get one? Cause I will. Especially since almost 18 and just turned 6, aren’t any better.
Last night at Jack’s pack meeting, his den won the ‘little scout’ award. A creepy little wooden cut out of a cub scout, given for most people present at a pack meeting. Jack’s den is one of the smallest at only 4 scouts. So how did we win you may ask? Well it seems one...
I still think it’s okay to say “jiggy wit it.” I watch mtv sometimes. I’m hip. Dang, am I not supposed to say that either??
I once quoted Kanye West’s “Golddigger” to a friend of mine. She looked me straight in the eye and said, “You’ve never sounded as white as you do right now.”
That said, I don’t think you have to be gangsta to kick ass. My money’s on the angry white woman.