Well if we arent allowed to shoot them, how come they seem to be allowed to shoot us down every five seconds?
Had a conversation with mother last night, she was asking me about a wedding Im going to in July. I said I had sourced a date. She says....
Hote DAte?
Target Date?
Piour Prius Driving Buddhist DAte?
Booty CAll Date?
YOu arent planning on dressing one of your husbands up and calling him a date are you DAte?
Old Friend Date?
Im like, mother, please, can you make me sound any worse. Which got me to thinking. Ive dated three men this year. Three. Is that too many? Not enough? Mother wants to know how come if I never go anywhere, I manage to have a list that long. A list that long? YOu can cancel HD out of that list there thanks mummy dear, that was an over a year pair up so that doesnt count. You can cancel out the husband cos that was well over a years worth of pairin up so that doesnt count at all. YOu can cancel out old friend date, cos, its an old friend. That doesnt count. Which just leaves the three actual dates. Is three too many? Am I spreading the Princess experience too thinly? Though with an ass this size, I fail to see how that is possible.
Bloody mothers. They always manage to say exactly the wrong thing at the right time. Or vice versa.....Besides, you have to sort through the rough to find the diamond right?
Thought for the day...Bright and shiny thing over there.....
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
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