I hate it when that happens. Your soooooo sleepy that you fumble through your underwear drawer and grab what you think is your FAVORITE pair of undies! So you throw your clothes on and then all day you feel weird and you dont really know why. So the magic hour arrives you leave work and when you get home you realize that no your not wearing your favorite undies after all! The ones you have on look like them, but they are not them! SOMEONE HAS BORROWED YOUR UNDERWEAR!!! THEY MUST NOW DIE! Okay, maybe not DIE, but definately suffer somehow! People in my life tend to borrow my stuff and invade my space when Im not looking. THEN, they act as if nothing has happened. It irritates the crap outta me! See, God made personal space for a reason! So do others a favor today, and give them their personal space! In fact, do it ALL THE TIME. The world would be a better place if those nasty space invaders would just all go to Exile Island and eat crushed snails! Dontchya think?
I hate it when that happens. Your soooooo sleepy that you fumble through your underwear drawer and grab what you think is your FAVORITE pair of undies! So you throw your clothes on and then all day you feel weird and you dont really know why. So the magic hour arrives you leave work and when you get home you realize that no your not wearing your favorite undies after all! The ones you have on look like them, but they are not them! SOMEONE HAS BORROWED YOUR UNDERWEAR!!! THEY MUST NOW DIE! Okay, maybe not DIE, but definately suffer somehow! People in my life tend to borrow my stuff and invade my space when Im not looking. THEN, they act as if nothing has happened. It irritates the crap outta me! See, God made personal space for a reason! So do others a favor today, and give them their personal space! In fact, do it ALL THE TIME. The world would be a better place if those nasty space invaders would just all go to Exile Island and eat crushed snails! Dontchya think? 
2 comments:
Yeah I was wondering if I could borrow your car and move the seats and mirrors and spill my milkshake and ....
eat a chocolate chip cookie and drop a chocolate chip on the seat so when I got into my car the next time wearing my tan capri's Id unknowingly sit on the chocolate chip & SCHMERE it on the back of my thigh just high enough to be questioned on if Id like a Imodium caplet!
Post a Comment