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[crankylex]

::cell phone rings::

"This is your mother."

"Hello, Joanne." (Yes, I have always called my mother by her first name. Even when I was a small child.)

"Where are you?"

Just then, from behind me, someone screams "MOTHERFUCKER!!!!"

"Oh. You're home."

Yes, in my home, we scream random epithets for no apparent reason. Or, for very little apparent reason. Jimmy stubbed his toe on the couch.

He informs me that he is grievously wounded.

I think he will survive with the toe intact.

Comments

LOL!

[burningeden.livejournal.com]

That sounds just like SHANE!!

The other day he was walking across the bedroom, in the dark no less, and stepped on a bird toy. Well, that cut the bottom of his foot, and the pain caused him to flail around and he hit the bed with his little toe. He was howling!

"Shit! Motherfucker! Son of a Bitch! Fuck!"

What is it with guys and their toes? LOL!

Re: LOL!

[crankylex.livejournal.com]

ROTFL, it's not like the pinkie toe is a new addition to the foot. And I didn't move the couch or anything, so I have no idea why he was such a tard.

But in defense of Shane, bird (and cat, and ferret) toys are hard on the foot. However, I can TOTALLY see him flailing around the damn room cursing and bleeding.

LMAO.

[calyx.livejournal.com]

I like you.

I assure you that I am not some wackjob, (well, not one of the *bad* wackjobs). I found you while looking through the people that listed Suzanne Brockmann as an interst, snooped around, got a laugh out of some of you journal entries (you are very funny), and decided I like you.

If you don't mind, I'd like to friend you. We have some common intersts, and I would like to get to know you better.

:D

[crankylex.livejournal.com]

I like you.

You poor, poor girl.

:->

Consider yourself friended.