My Mom Is Mad
 

My mom wanted to charge something on my card but I would not let her and she broke her cell phone and she will help me anymore.

I see

This is a very insightful post. I see the whole picture very clearly now, thank you.

She will not get any more food for me either. No Christmas for me.

english plz k thx

Is she hot? Will she dress up like an elf for me?

eh?

this ranks high in the "stupidest post ever" category.

If you get his mom, I get Loren.

Thanks! :D

Sweet, sweet irony.

It is real.

huh?

and to think I praised your wristbands.

I have orange wristbands to go with the Elway getup.

You weren't going to eat until Christmas?

Maybe you should give some more details then. Also, try using periods more and "and" less.

Otherwise, it looks like fair game to me.

I told my mom the interest is higher and she had cash. Cash is better.

better then food? or Christmas?

This writing style is vaguely familiar but I can't quite put my finger on where I've seen it before...


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By the time you posted this, I had completely forgotten about the whole credit card thing. You were starting to sound really dirty for a minute there.

I suggest that you continue with that route.

SHe may kick me out of the hose because of a $30 shoes that didn't work.

My mom makes me pot pies and gives me snacky cakes.

Chicken pot chicken pot chicken pot pie!

I think tdy's gotten drunk to ease his pain...

Guess I will have to let her use it. But she will not help me anymoe. Any one tell what I have to do to not make her mad?

I hate when i get kicked out of the hose.

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stop or your mom will shoot

You can send over some Carolina Panthers cheerleaders to pep her up!

tobias?

If you follow that logic, this thread is very entertaining. :D

Searching for threads started by Flasch will give you some idea how to post family dilemmas.

You don't need her anyway. If you move out, and quit high school, you probably can get Medicaid (you may need to knock up some girl, or borrow someone's kid). Seems like you may be better off on public assistance than you are now.

That's funny. I hate when I get kicked in the hose!

Gunter glieben glauten globen

What frightens me most is that I'm actually pretty sure I understand what the hell happened.

dude, you wear hose?

I'll admit it. I spent one year as a Blue Hose.

Who the HELL is trying to steal my writing style!!!! I will KEEL you!!!!! So anyways, this cookout today, awesome, going to be. I cant wait....Everyone is e=invited. Parking might be tough though, I get off work at 5 so you can park at the model and just walk it.

I was going to come to your piknik but my wife needs the credit card to pick up the kids and I lost my one clean pair of underwear and woops I guess no white Christmas 4 me

Come on man. Aren't you above desperation posts?

one post closer to 4000!!

I must have been through there; it’s the park. I don’t remember. It isn’t. It’s waiting. One day I will go through. Les yeux gris, vont au paradis. Going along, along, the twilight hides your shabby clothes. They are not shabby. They are clothes you go along in, funny; jolly. Everything’s here, any bit of anything, clear in your brain; you can look at it. What a terrific thing a person is, bigger then anything. How funny it is to be a person. You can never not have been a person. Bouleversement. It’s a fait bouleversant. Christ-how-rummy. It’s enough. Du, heilige, rufe dein Kind zurück, ich habe genossen das irdische Glück; ich habe geliebt und geliebt … Oh let the solid ground not fail beneath my feet, until I am quite sure. … Hallo, old Euston Road, beloved of my soul, my own country, my native heath.

"We can't bust heads like we used to, but we have our ways. One trick is to tell 'em stories that don't go anywhere - like the time I caught the ferry over to Shelbyville. I needed a new heel for my shoe, so, I decided to go to Morganville, which is what they called Shelbyville in those days. So I tied an onion to my belt, which was the style at the time. Now, to take the ferry cost a nickel, and in those days, nickels had pictures of bumblebees on 'em. 'Give me five bees for a quarter,' you'd say. Now where were we? Oh yeah - the important thing was I had an onion on my belt, which was the style at the time. They didn't have white onions because of the war. The only thing you could get was those big yellow ones..."

SI

Moral of the thread: It's never too early in the day to start drinking.

dood, your mom is teh suck

I hear she even takes credit cards. Wait, no, she asks for them.

Speaking of which - we were both in the mid-2000's in posts at one time. You're kicking my butt.