What made Emilie annoying af was her constant lecturing to people about their relationships/marriages. You were doing it wrong and she had the answer for you.
So that third marriage goat herding with her "platonic male bff" was some sweet comedy.
We should have seen it coming. If you can be smug and preachy about car seats, it’s only a matter of moments before you’re boning your best friend on the low and pretending it’s a love story for the ages.
this is true. You always come through with some bullshit.
I can't tell if y'all are joking or not and that makes me uncomfortable.
Emilie does actually look very happy.
What is it with white people and goats? Y'all love goats. But why? They stink and shit everywhere and they're loud and have Satan eyeballs. Why do you want that in your life.
Not joking at all. Miso pushes every last one of my buttons and has for years. I’m very open about this. This still doesn’t mean that I want her to die destitute and alone though. See how that works, miso!! It’s called emotional multitasking on a message board.
What is it with white people and goats? Y'all love goats. But why? They stink and shit everywhere and they're loud and have Satan eyeballs. Why do you want that in your life.
I have been invited to goat yoga twice, I presume because I'm white and a white collar professional who owns stretchy pants. I do not want to press my flesh into a mat a goat has shat upon. I do not want to breathe deep and smell goat. I do not want to have to smack a goat to keep it from gnawing my clothing. I don't want to drive 45 minutes outside the city for fecal-tinged exercise. I DO NOT WANT TO DO GOAT YOGA.
She was like the world's dumbest Pollyanna. She'd have a "great" idea, people would tell her maybe why this isn't so great, and she would insist IT. IS. VERY. GREAT.
I miss Bliss posts. Always a good entertaining read.
She definitely always had the next greatest idea then it didn't work.
I had a little fondness for Bliss. We both worked at the same Hooters (not at the same time) which was a very random thing to find online.
And she was so fucking earnest. She was generally wrong, but, man, she always believed the next thing was going to work out for her.
ALSO, goats are GROSS. They eat everything, shit every where, and have creepy eyeballs. HOW IS THAT LIVING A DREAM?
A dream would be no kids, no goats, and some fresh dick every couple of weeks.
I recently found out you can rent goats to eat your weeds. They come with a handler who scoops poop and everything. But it’s cheaper to pay my own kid (har har).
I’m busy AF now that my kids are older. I had way more time for this when I wasn’t playing child taxi driver 90% of the time I’m trying to catch up on this thread and dont know half of this shit. I have missed quite a lot
I always forget you changed your name until you show up, but I do think of you and hope you’re well!
Probably. But it’s more fun for me to imagine her in an Altima with no power windows in Florida. Gold digger fail!
I remember her bragging about the dude spending like $70k on her and I called her out and people defended her. Like yeah, she was reallt with the dude because she loved him. Please.
Was it Sloan who's DH was having an affair with "Jane"? I think she finally left him. I hope her and the kids are doing well.
Wasn’t that MUD?
I wonder about some of the MMM posters that all left en masse. I wonder if they’re posting elsewhere because otherwise how will they know what to wear for family pictures! Or what to name their hypothetical future children or when to move from a rock n play to a crib?
I miss @connie000 and I wish sequins and a few others who pop in rarely would stick around more.
There was weirdness with a lot of the MN crew. Didn't Toledo's husband travel with emilie and share a room? I love a good romance novel as much as the next person who's too tired to focus on anything more complex, but that goat farm bit was worse than LHC's erotica.
I just came here to post that baby sequins is THREE today!! I also graduate next week, so I'll probably be here a lot more, haha. So sweet of you to think of me!
this is true. You always come through with some bullshit.
I can't tell if y'all are joking or not and that makes me uncomfortable.
Emilie does actually look very happy.
What is it with white people and goats? Y'all love goats. But why? They stink and shit everywhere and they're loud and have Satan eyeballs. Why do you want that in your life.
The only animal I want in my life is my dog, because he's the best. He's a distinguished motherfucker.
What made Emilie annoying af was her constant lecturing to people about their relationships/marriages. You were doing it wrong and she had the answer for you.
So that third marriage goat herding with her "platonic male bff" was some sweet comedy.
I will never not feel a tiny bit smug about this. She went on and on about how my H was an asshole and I should DTMF. We worked through the issues we were having and I’m still happily married.
What is it with white people and goats? Y'all love goats. But why? They stink and shit everywhere and they're loud and have Satan eyeballs. Why do you want that in your life.
I have been invited to goat yoga twice, I presume because I'm white and a white collar professional who owns stretchy pants. I do not want to press my flesh into a mat a goat has shat upon. I do not want to breathe deep and smell goat. I do not want to have to smack a goat to keep it from gnawing my clothing. I don't want to drive 45 minutes outside the city for fecal-tinged exercise. I DO NOT WANT TO DO GOAT YOGA.
It's like a modern, barnyard Dr Seuss tale. I do not like goat yoga here or there, I do not like goat yoga anywhere.
When I was in high school a kids mom brought one of their goats to pick him up from school (Cause that's normal, right?) And the goat had a butt infection. It was nasty.
I don't object to goats in a petting zoo or whatnot but when I think of goat yoga I think of that nasty goat butt infection along with the poop everywhere and I don't understand why anyone wants to do that.