Early morning stealth posting attempt yields:
Aimee in Bitches:
my bobbes were uncle discussing my gauchos. I'm not kidding. It's tripoli crazy because I haven't work any in YONKS.
'Lessons'
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Early morning stealth posting attempt yields:
Aimee in Bitches:
my bobbes were uncle discussing my gauchos. I'm not kidding. It's tripoli crazy because I haven't work any in YONKS.
B & S, bringing the funny.
sarameg - Oh & I should add, I also woke up to 1.5 L of juice all across my kitchen floor. And a cat with sticky patches of fur.
brenda m - Wow, it's like one of those locked room mysteries. Let us know if you find any clues, sara.
In Natter:
megan walker: In France, you are only taught cursive. And it is fairly common practice to handwrite job application letters (in fact, it is sometimes required and companies do handwriting analysis on it).
Miracleman: Man, that would suck. My handwriting (both print and cursive) is so atrocious that I would never ever get a job.
The analysis would come back "Severly impaired or possibly an unfrozen caveman. Do not hire."
Bitches on bad debt --
Aimee: I don't know where to put Bad Debt.
Miracleman: In the corner. Bad Debt gets a Time Out.
megan walker: It's not bad. It's just drawn that way.
Polter-Cow: I think you mean overdrawn.
Teppy beat me.
In Bitches, Beth nails the essence of long-term relationships:
beth b: it seems to me that a live-in relationship ranges from hi, oh yeah we share a bed to hooray the person I love most in the world is here, I must crush them with my love to please vanish for three hours so I can be all by myself and yes, take the cat with you.
from bitches
Miracleman
A couple weeks ago I had this example of how much I swear in front of Emeline shown to me.
I was trying to do...something. Something with the DVD player and it wasn't working and I was getting frustrated.
Eventually, I threw up my hands, growled and said "God..." and stopped because I remembered my wee innocent child was standing three feet behind me.
And then I heard my wee innocent child say, in the most helpful tone of voice imaginable, mind "'Damn it', Daddy."
Evidently, she thought I forgot the rest of the phrase.
Cashmere in Bitches:
My children will swear like stevedores raised by pirates at a truck stop.
In Natter --
tommyrot: Self-propelled colonoscopy robots
Frankenbuddha: I believe those are the robot overlords I will NOT be welcoming.
Ginger: It sounds like a good idea until they get loose and start attacking asses at random.
In Bitches:
Sean: This weekend I am texting my next show.
Polter-Cow: How does that work exactly?
SEAN: alright wheres the gun from act 1???
SHOW: i told u we needed mor foreshadowing
SEAN: brb
SHOW: oh gr8
SHOW: sean cum back my central conflict isnt resolved
SEAN: sorry had 2 get deus ex machina from closet lol
SHOW: thats ok ilu
SEAN: omg i forgot the meta4
SHOW: fux0rz