LinnaeaBorealis
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Joined: 10/5/2008 From: Insanity & beyond Status: offline
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ORIGINAL: Daddysredhead I love it when I have a whole pitcher of sangria and fresh fruit sliced into it. I think it loves me as much as I love it. I love it when my sister calls me to see if I'm going shopping Friday and where I'm going and I tell her that I'm not going shopping, and that the Things haven't got a list going because they know times are really, really tight. She gets a little put off when I tell her that I'm dumping the stuff out of storage since Dad isn't worried about it anymore and just wants it gone. She had the nerve to say, "Well, it's been there for 2 years and you haven't done a thing with it. You just talk about doing stuff with it." I said, "Um, no, I've gone through 70 boxes, and everyone has known that it was there, so Dad said that if anyone cries that anything's been thrown out, do it where he can't hear it." And the best part is that she can't say a fucking thing. She's never paid a month's rent on it, never gone through a box, not a damn thing. Now she's worried that our mom and grandma's stuff is getting tossed out or given away? Tough shit. I love it when I've had enough sangria to tell my dad that my sister is acting like a stupid, fucking bitch about stuff, and he just says, "Yes, you're right." *ROFL* (whether he just wanted to shut me up or agreed, I don't care... that's just damn funny!!!) I LOVE this!!! One time, my Father called my sister "The Bulldozer"!! And your sis sounds like all my mother's siblings. I swear they still agonize over who got what when my Granny died in the 70's. hehehe You go Red!! You're my all-time hero tonight. *SMOOCH!!*
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Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack in everything That's how the light gets in ~~L. Cohen Just one of the yahoo's
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