FUCK YOU BLOGGER Picture FAIL BOAT
I had a spot of trouble uploading the correct picture. And removing the blurry picture. And basically breathing. So here we are, awkwardly gazing at a picture of a mouse that is now deceased. And some of you are saying, “EW FUCK EW EW EW” and standing on a chair that is perched upon a [...]
Fifi Daisy Ninjamouse
Spring of 2007 we had a snake named Wesson, and we were living with TB’s father and step-mom and littlest sister. My FIL and Little SIL are deathly afraid of snakes, so when Wesson went missing we searched high and low and didn’t tell anyone that he was gone. Wesson left behind what was to [...]
Homo Says What?
I am home!!1!
Flyin’ High Muthafuckers
I’m not sure why motherfucker or any of its permutations have been so pervasive in my posts lately. I’m not even sure if that sentence made sense, exactly. I am sure that I am SO NERVOUS about flying to Austin tomorrow that my stomach is saying “RAWR” in a many trips to the potty way. [...]
Halp!
I need your help, innernets. I am going to Austin, TX next week to visit my SIL. She is in need of support, yo. The kind that is found in adorable babies of awesomeness. I haven’t flown with a baybee in more than a fucking decade so I am a little lost. I did not [...]
Chicken Is Thirteen Mofo!
Chicken’s party was a blast as you can see by the crazy in his eyes. Even I got into the groove since one kid didn’t show and there was an extra cake. Yes, Jesus does come to all of our parties.
Holy Server Shit The Bed, Batman!
If you’ve been around a while, you have seen Sam’s Stories go down a few times here and there due to server issues. Last week that server finally gave up the ghost and fucking died on me. TB’s friends worked around the clock to get shit straightened out, and now my blog is on a [...]
Yo, Muthafucka
I really wish I could do something for you all, my bloggy readers of awesomeville. I’m not too big on the hugging, but maybe I can take you out for coffee to show my appreciation? I’ll have mine decaf as I’m still nursing up a motherfucking storm, but we’ll chat and I’ll express how much [...]
This One Is Hard, Yo
It’s interesting to me that although I’ve suspected that Chicken is gay since he was but a wee thing, having him start to feel comfortable enough in himself to tell others has been difficult for me. I can’t even imagine how difficult it is for him. I know this is the start of so many [...]
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