The Pillow Pit. (Semi-OOC flirt thread.)

Aww, poor Tumble. Hope you get better soon.

Me- I'm doing okay. Hair smells of dye and conditioner since its now a lovely deep red again.
The cats are driving me insane (my little fuzzballs not the ones here on Lit) and my toes are cold.

Still pretty good.
 
woot. I've never dyed my hair before, but I've been tempted to just to try it.

How'r yer cats driving you nuts?
 
The older female (about 2 we think) is doing the ever so lovely eat something and throw it up around 4am thing. Not sure why, doesn't matter whether its dry or wet cat food, she just tosses her cookies. This morning it was on the couch... my pretty big leather couch.

And the male, well, he's only about 8 months and just hit that "I'm a boy so everyhting is MINE and I have to mark it" stage and we can't get him fixed/deglanded until after the 18th. And he's a very verbal cat who meows a lot, specially around 4-8 am while hubby's trying to sleep.

Yup, annoying kitties. What I get for caving and allowing hubby to get a cat.
I miss having a dog- they make so much more sense.
 
Had to share cause this is funny:

The Irishmans daughter had not been to the house for over 5 years.

Upon her return, her father cussed her; " Where have you been all this time, you ingrate! Why didn't you write us, not even a line to let us know how you were doing? Why didn't you call? You little tramp!

Don't you know what you put your Mum through??!!"

The girl, crying, replied, "Sniff, sniff... Dad... I became a prostitute..."

"WHAT!!? Out of here, you shameless harlot! Sinner! You're a disgrace to this family - I don't ever want to see you again!"

OK, Dad - as you wish. I just came back to give Mom this luxury fur coat, title deeds to a ten bed-roomed mansion, plus a savings account certificate for 5 million.
For my little brother, this gold Rolex, and for you Daddy the spanking new Mercedes limited edition convertible that's parked outside plus a lifetime membership to the Country Club...(takes a breath)...an invitation for you all to spend New Years' Eve on board my new yacht in the Riviera, and...."

"Now what was it you said you had become?"

Girl, crying again, "Sniff, sniff... A prostitute Dad! ... Sniff, sniff"

"Faith and begorrah! - you scared me half to death, girl! I thought you said "a Protestant". Come here and give your old man a hug!"
 
*sniffle of stuffy noes-ness and smile* heh. I like that one. I dun't know many jokes m'self, since I dun't count dead baby jokes as legitimate jokes. (and I dun't think the purple flower story counts...)
 
ye-ah...they're really not funny at all. They were popular in boy scout camp though...once we replaced baby with staff member.

dead staff member jokes were a lot better.
 
like, um....one of the more mild ones was: What's funnier than a dead staff member? A dead staff member in a clown suit

and then just replace 'staff member' with 'dead baby' to get the full effect of the horribleness of the joke.
 
Yeah, I can see how that'd make sense.

You feeling any better at all yet?
 
kinda. I need to stop taking the really stong cough medicine cause it makes me hazy for hours on end, and that's like...bleeegh. But I've been able to go back to work and I'm going to con cats into driving us to school on monday. Whee!
 
:D that might work. He's helping people move this weekend tho, so he may not feel up to it.

*trundles off to shower for work*
 
Hey! ...Those are my crickets! *Johny Bravo style*

It snowed bad here today...been out
 
AAaaaahhhhhh! Jebus with a pink face is after me! *Slaps Hyb on his face with a fly killer and runs*
 
*Two fireballs get throw at both Shoto & Hy from the rafters*

Can't ya 2 stop fighting for once ...
 
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