Bug off
Why don't you all just leave me aloned. I just finished righting up a real long computer page for all of the readers here to read and the computer jammed in its thinking and the hole thing god lost! Gimme a break, if i wanted to waste an entire day writing that up i might as well have just said cancel in the first place. Thanks a lot!
Mindyville mom, when i was writing that letter i asked if i could come and stay at your house for a few weeks. I know that we never met, but I am getting real nasty in my own house andI figured I might as well go on a travels and journey and such. Your house would be perfect, because I plan on only going to Mindyville and you are the only one. Tonight or tomorrow woudl be the perfect time because 3 of the cats are at the vets for a few weeks and the others will be fine if I just leave a huge bowl of more giblets than normal and i keep the hose on out back. In the meantime we could have great times and we can get to know each others quirks and what makes each tick. I just need to know your address and first and last name and then i can do the rest. I have a craft trunk that I would be more than happy to show you when I get there. Some of it includeds google eyes, glue, sprinkles and poms. If you can think of a few crafts before I get there, that would be best because I dont like it when i have to think of everything and the other person just sits there.
Cathy
posted by cathy_sampson at 4:41 PM
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Bob won't appreciate you sitting around the house in your dirty sweatpants and hard socks, I can tell you that much. I ran into him yesterday at the Midget Porn shop, and we talked about it at length. Midget Porn, that is.
Oh, we also talked about you coming to visit Mindyville Mom, and he said 'no way in heck!!!'
Besides, I can't have someone just sitting aorund the house all day for weeks on end. I've gotten to know the Mindyville's schedules, when they come and go, and when it's safe to come in, and I can't have you messing that up.
Sorry, Cathy, but I'm going to have to deny your visit to Mindyville Mom's house. I just don't think this is a good time.
What about Lorna? Can't she put you up for a few weeks?
Lorna is sick and stuck under her furnace, you idot
Now would be a good time to slip into her house and grab those things you've always wanted, but could never afford on your meager guv'mint subsidy. Like some new (or fairly new) underwear.
Just looking out for you, Cathy.
Chris
i hate you
Hate is such a strong word, Cathy. Are you sure you "hate" me? Or, do you really love me, deep down inside?
Sometimes, an unrequited love can hurt. Sometimes it can hurt so bad that the only way to cope with it is to let it turn to anger or hatred. Hatred is much easier to handle than sorrow or regret.
At the same time, hatred, if allowed to fester and swell, can be dangerous...either for yourself, or the target of your hatred.
Sometimes the best thing to do is to confess your feelings to the other person, accept that there is no profit in it, and then turn your energy and emotion to something else.
Perhaps you might find some cold comfort in self-mutilation??
Auto-erotic asphyxiation?
Bulemia???
Again, I'm just trying to help.
I dont even see what half of those dumb words even mean. If you're trying to strike my fancy you are doing a real dumb job of it and you should think about finding yourself a new job, preferable one with people who CARE what you have to say. The next time you come here I am reporting you to the officials and this time they will see that I really mean it and that I feel like I am being a costed. Bug off for the last time and mind your own p's and q's!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Awww...that's sweet, Big C. Thanks for thinking about me.
In the meantime, you could always turn on your Comment Confirmation to prevent people like me from posting random (although hilarious) thoughts on your blog.
But then...who would actually post here, if not me? Bots?
Keep it real, C-Dog.
Chris
Whey do you have to talk about the future so much you idot. Next thing i'll hear is about how you're in a flying car and that you can transmission yourself into a time machine to both the past and th furtrue on the back of your flying rocket pack. F-off and leave your tomorrow words for the rest of us.
In the future you're going to regret saying things about the future. The only thing that is going to save you is that, by then, the comments will have been about the past. Or the present.
I guess it really depends on how far into the future we're talking about.
As for me, I happen to be sending this message on a tight-point stutter-beam transmission from the future.
It's only 5 minutes into the future, but hey....I'm never late for an appointment this way.
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