I absolutely love Jenny’s advice column, it’s usually amusing and puts me in a better mood no matter what. Even better are those rare times when it’s not just hilarious, but really damn helpful.
This is *BULLSHIT*
This entirely sums up any internet drama, and why it’s pointless and stupid. Just replace a few things to specific [...]
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Seriously, that’s almost better then my plan to leave pamphlets & condoms on my sons bed when he enters high school. Though, these days I might need to do that sooner. Aren’t they teaching sex ed in like 6th grade now? -.-; Horrid.
Any who, sorry about your stingers dudes. Maybe this is why [...]
When I log into my AOL instant messenger AOL pops up in my browser, and out of curiosities sake I always browse their “news” and one thing in particular made my eyebrow raise and tilt my head like what?
However, they do not mention purses in the article, I checked. I would like to know, who the heck [...]
Because he needs to be able to keep track.
This post is meaningless to everyone else.
Rofl.
I made this widget at MyFlashFetish.com.
He linked me to a blog post to amuse me, I wanted to share it with everyone else. If you make it through the whole thing I might give you a cookie.
Thank you, Chris for once again linking me to something that makes me wonder how the heck you find this crap online.
I’m totally serious, but on a side note it’s this whole perfect brownie pan. So, you get all brownies with… all edges? Who the heck ever takes the edge pieces? I don’t know about you but I cut around the edges, I love the soft center of a pan of brownies, not the harder edges. We’re… encouraging [...]
I totally just said “ty” to my three year old, who then looked up at me and said “What Mommy?” “err… thank you Dean.” *blank stare*
This is sort of like when I want to show John something and I say “Honey, come ‘lol’ at this”, and realize I’m speaking out loud chat text.
Also like, when you say [...]
I went to bed last night, took my medicine and laid down, cuddled up to my husband because that man is like a heat box and I’m an ice cube so he reluctantly holds me in his sleep because he hates sleeping with ice cubes, which I totally understand, I hate being an ice cube [...]
Upon inspection of our mail today, John and I discovered this:
So, apparently I’m married to an old man, not a 21 year old man-child. Who’d a thunk it? I certainly didn’t know. I should of known better when he was sort of stalkerish when we first met that maybe he’d lied about his age just [...]
