Why Do You Love Me?
Hey all you cute little lurkers, why don't you ever post? You know who you are! You partake of my bloggy goodness but offer no new insight or thought! I want to hear what you have to say!
And I'm not talking to the freaks from Saudi and other Allah worshipping countries, who are here searching for the weirdest, sickest things you could imagine. You guy are SICK! SEEK HELP!
I'm talking to YOU! You obviously love me, you come here enough, tell me why!
(and i see you Woods! :P, don't make me get my mean on!)
And I'm not talking to the freaks from Saudi and other Allah worshipping countries, who are here searching for the weirdest, sickest things you could imagine. You guy are SICK! SEEK HELP!
I'm talking to YOU! You obviously love me, you come here enough, tell me why!
(and i see you Woods! :P, don't make me get my mean on!)
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(((((HUGS)))))
Plus my sense of humor usually pisses people off or creeps them out and they don't want to be friends with me for too long, but you keep talking to me. That's great!
None of you lurking bastards posted though! That's just rotten! You're a bunch of rotten meanies!
'Specially you, Mr. New York University.
You should post more often, Marcia!
You're actually alright, for a moonbat. Not at all like that creepy Al. *shudder*
;)
You are a nice person. It makes it hard to be anything other than nice back to you.
I hate that!
I hope she has a wonderful birthday. In Mexico when a girl turns 15 it's the same as a sweet 16 here. :) There's some useless trivia for you. :)
Night Marcia, thanks for posting. :)
*is that an earthquake? no, it's Ramone!* LOL!
Remember mesh tank tops?? Those hair clips with the bows??? Blue leopard print spandex??
I actually was reprimanded by my high school principal, she said if I was going to wear tight pants, then I should wear the long shirts as well, as was the proper fashion. ;)
And they were just jeans. :) She used to call me out of class to "chat" with me. I think she wanted to be Miss Jean Brodie, LOL!
*give me a girl at an impressionable age, and i will make her mine for life!*
;)
I was still a bit young in the eighties (I greaduated high school in 1994) so I didn't get too much into the fashion (plus I've always eben a nerd), but my older sisters were all about it. They would taper their pants, do the home perms, use a can of hair spray a day, the stirrup pants, glam rock.
I did the whole grunge thing in high school. The baggy army pants, Doc Martins, pot before home room, I actually tough Kurt Cobain and Eddie Veder were cool....I think they were morons now. How we change!
Your blog is ok, I guess. For a guy's.