Showing posts with label they can't take me anywhere. Show all posts
Showing posts with label they can't take me anywhere. Show all posts

1/21/10

Helpful hints for people who eat feet.


Tip number 423 for mothers of teenaged girls:


423. When you’re doing dishes and your daughter walks in with her girlfriend, check to see if there are any STRAGLERS coming in. Odds are great that her new “fella” will sneak in a few moments later as quietly as a stealth bomber, and overhear the following comments.

“I’m SO glad Jack had the nerve to come meet me! Not like that OTHER loser, what was his name? Anyway, he doesn't LOOK creepy, he's SO CUTE!!! And…”

Right about then your 17 year-old daughter MIGHT shout out, “MOM, mom, mom, MOM!!!”

When you turn around and see him standing there sheepishly with his hands in his pockets, don’t be surprised.



And WHY am I so shocked that my foot fits so easily into my mouth these days? (It's a perfect fit.)



tip jar.