Post by Ohhmm(bligo) on Sept 21, 2014 18:51:37 GMT -5
My mom has been PECKPECKPECKBITCHBITCHBITCHing at me about how I NED IDEAS 4 BTH 4 XMAS, and I was all, "um, get in line, lady".
MIL and I cornered K and asked her, and she could come up with NOTHING.
So we're going to re-do their room instead. Loft bed for K, new dressers, new furniture and decorations, art work, the works. But I CAN'T EVEN GET ANY GOOD IDEAS out of them. I told them to come up with the most fantastical things they could think of for their dream room, and they wouldn't get them all, but this is CHRISTMAS, PEOPLE, so let's hear some DREAMS!!!
K: 'Er, a light?' O: 'What? What kind?' K: 'Like, um, for my desk? That, like, um, moves the neck?' C: 'A black one!' O: 'A black what?' C: 'A black fing!!'
I have come up with this entire list by myself. And it's going to be pretty awesome. Stupid lame-o kids.
My mom is probably going to lose her mind. WHAT DO YOU MEAN I CAN'T BUY THEM THOUSANDS OF DOLLARS WORTH OF CRAP? WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY JUST WANT CURTAIN RODS?
"You. You and your crazy life. You and your geographic anomaly. You and your drunken lesbianic ways and terrible navigational skills." - ProfArt and her holy baby
"You. You and your crazy life. You and your geographic anomaly. You and your drunken lesbianic ways and terrible navigational skills." - ProfArt and her holy baby
"You. You and your crazy life. You and your geographic anomaly. You and your drunken lesbianic ways and terrible navigational skills." - ProfArt and her holy baby
"You. You and your crazy life. You and your geographic anomaly. You and your drunken lesbianic ways and terrible navigational skills." - ProfArt and her holy baby