Dear people:
This is mother. Normally, I'm friendly, but today I'm a little irritated with ya'll.
My daughter, while she does have her moments, is generally not a rude person. She would most likely not walk up to you and say things like:
"You're fat."
"You're short."
"You need to eat less."
Because, while those things may all be quite true, she isn't mean. (Unless she's on drugs. Then all bets are off. Mean, or humorous. You decide.
She probably also wouldn't say things like:
"You have on 2 shirts."
"Your clothes match."
"Your hair looks funny."
...or any number of other simple observations...
Because, for one thing, she figures you have a mirror, and you can see these things for yourself, if you bother to use that mirror.
So let me give you some advice.
Shut up!
It's not necessary for you to point out that she's tall, slim, and fashionably dressed.
Oh, and also...
Quit asking me if I feed her.
Or I'm going to punch you.
Sincerely,
Mom
Thursday, October 29, 2009
To All Rude People, In Regards to My Daughter's Size
Illogical categories:
Advice Unsolicited,
Being Me,
My Daughter,
Peeves
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Monday, October 5, 2009
Madness
Could we just make it a rule that all the stupid people in Washington have to go live at Guantanamo Bay?
Seriously. Our country is trillions of dollars in debt, and they're worried about THIS???
Oh good grief!
Seriously. Our country is trillions of dollars in debt, and they're worried about THIS???
Oh good grief!
Illogical categories:
Embrace the Insanity,
Not-so Comedy,
Peeves,
Politics,
Reality Check,
Stupidity,
USA,
You Make Me Sick
Saturday, October 3, 2009
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