A metrosexual is defined as a dandyish narcissist in love with not only himself,
but also his urban lifestyle; a straight man who is in touch with his feminine side.
Cybering is a big waste of time. If I am going to get myself off I would think it a great annoyance to have someone typing away at me and asking me all kinds of stupid questions. That would be like trying to take a relaxing bubble bath with 5 screaming kids pounding on the door...JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!! LMAO
Besides, trying to masturbate with one hand and type with the other is just too distracting and I wouldnt want my keyboard getting all sticky. And as far as Im concerned, its in the flesh or not at all. (And no, thats not an invite!)
Dear Diary,
Yesterday I went to pay my cable bill. When I handed the woman the correct amount of money for my monthly bill she proceeded to tell me that I was $80 dollars short. Upon seeing the confused/alarmed look on my face she continued...telling me that I still needed to pay for the pay-per-view movies that I ordered.
What?!? I have never ordered a pay-per-view movie in my entire life AND I have no plans to do so since I have cable (I asked for basic cable...they gave me 150 channels) and btw, never get to watch the damn tv anyway because the troll living on the couch will not surrender the remote 99% of the time.
So, with a big sneer on her face, she begins to rattle off the titles of said movies along with dates and times ordered (in front of two other customers, who were giggling the entire time) and my thoughts began to drift to the 7 people living in this house, mainly the three males who live in my house. There, in front of the lady behind the counter AND the two customers AND my daughter, I started the process of premeditating, out loud, and included my plans to line them all up and make a pretty little garden with three heads of cabbage sticking out.
When told there was nothing that could be done except for me coughing up the cash, I rushed home and began what could only be described as a massive, pms driven rampage to find the culprit and bury him in the back yard.
No one knows what happend. Huh...I have one person in this house who is up all night. One who stays up half the night, and one who is usually up at 3am and they all want me to believe that no one noticed three slutty cheerleaders being gang banged by Santa and 4 of his little elves being played for two solid hours on a BIG SCREEN TV!! That's odd....
I have grounded one of the guys of the house...hell, I grounded the neighbor kid (who thought that I didnt have the power to ground him--Boy, was he ever wrong.) Everyone else is afraid of me including the cable guy, who reversed the charges and turned off the pay-per-view feature on my tv...FOREVER.
I LOVE IT WHEN THINGS GO MY WAY.
If you scroll to the bottom there is a box to click on that says:
Not Into Husbands? Search Mail Order Brides.
Seems like a good option in this case. (Kinda scared to click on it though...)
NCIS (Totally in love with Abby)
House
But I dont watch anything regularly. I watch tv about once a week. If that.
Wonder what it is like trying to sleep in that house on a windy night? But its still pretty.
B double E double R U N, Beerrun!
B double E couble R U N, Beerrun....
all we need is a ten and a fiv-er,
a car and a key and a sober driver,
B double E double R U N, Beerrun.....
Great, now its gonna be stuck in my head for the rest of the week.
Every time I actually forget this song exists, someone else posts it...and I didnt even listen to it this time. LOL
Thanks WMM.
Legs like that...on a man. Why is God so mean to us? And those booties? OMG, it looks like he walked right out of my grandma's linen closet and decided to swipe her slippers on the way out.
Yeah, just look at the proud parents of that kid! LMAO