April 25th, 2008

R.B.F.

RAT BASTARD FRIDAY


Who's the bane of YOUR existence? Surely there's someone who pisses you off in such a huge way that it merits flogging, at least. 'Round here, we call that person a RAT BASTARD. Who is the person you most want to rip a new asshole for whatever reason? Go ahead - now's your chance to put them on blast. Start commenting, and have fun gettin' your hate on - and out. IP logging is off and anonymous commenters WERE welcome, but I've had to disable it since I've gotten six tons of bullshit spam comments lately. Sorry about that.

Go on - vent your spleen...

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Me & D

Yes I Love That Man Of Mine!

So.

Damien and I went to the farmer's market with Renea on Wednesday, and picked up several cheeses. One is a goat's milk Feta, one was Maytag Blue, a Grafton round of Cheddar, a brick of Jarlsberg, and a wedge of Edam. He just asked me to cut him a few slices of the Edam, and while I was shaving slices off of the wedge, he lowers his voice and goes into Uncle Creepy® mode and says directly into my ear:
"Yeah... slice that cheese... Daddy likes that... y e a h..."
I'm lucky I didn't sever my hand I laughed so hard.

This is what I live with people, everyday of my life. I bet we laugh so hard on a daily basis that all of our neighbors hate us. Hate, betches - he's mine.