Sorry, Sundae, but it reminded me of this:



I suggest you fart in her general direction.

I was reading a book recently...have no idea which one I've been reading like a crazy person for a few months now. But the guy was saying he'd quit drinking and had started to emit a smell.

Maybe I read it in an article, but I think it was in a book.

Awwww.
I feel a bit bad for lambasting my Mum now.
But it did irritate me at the time.

Thanks for the advice and the levity, people.

Sundae, your mom sounds like my mom, so I know exactly how you feel. I'm not my worse critic, my mom is. :-/

Reading Amy Tan's books really rang a bell for me. I know you're not Chinese, neither am I.
But it's like Mum had to be hard on me to keep evil away.

When I write my bestselling book, you can be my consultant. Bri is already on board, so the split is at least three ways. As long as you can deal with that it's fine. Oh and I think we'll let you do the talk shows. Because you're so damned pretty.

As if. You know you fawn like a sycophant when no one is looking. :whip:

Ha! No, he fawns all the time all over the place, don't much matter none who's looking. ;)

Have you met footfootfoot? :lol:

I was just gonna say that. he does nothing BUT fawn and sycophant all over yo' ass and dooood, it's like, soooooooo obvious.

He's a fawner. He likes to fawn and phant. That's why we love him, amirite? :)

I say sorry quickly just to anyone. :-/ Why the hell do I keep apologizing to my friend's receptionist just cuz she feeling bitchy? Really? I am the doctor's friend and I am the patient. She should suck it up and give me some damn respect. Geez... I didn't want to argue with her and make my visits unfriendly and put my friend in a tough spot. Anyways, my friend told me not apologize anymore. Yes, I called her and complained some, hehe. As my sister reminded me, she's the receptionist, not my friend. I need stop being so nice. I used to bring her coffee everytime I stop by the office. Anyways, just getting things off my chest. :p

Well there's the pot calling the kettle black. :p:

urite, when urite, urite. amirite?

Change it to, "Sorry to hear that." Then, "Sorry to hear... that." Then, "Sorry to hear." Then, "Sorry to HEAR." Then, "Shut the fuck up." ;)

Hey! Who do I fawn and sync over?

Nobody since the Backstreet Boys broke my heart.


I don't fawn, jawn! I'm jes' tryin' to get by de best ways I knows how ta.

your mom might be your worst critic, but try to get along and enjoy your time with them. i miss my momma. she used to drive me nuts, but if i could just see her one more time. she never knew i made it home from iraq