Now, she wants everyone to write and turn in letters for her kid while he’s at church camp, but nothing that would make him homesick.
Oh, and please give to his cashapp so he can buy snacks, drinks, and shirts!
Fren Bucky heer. My momma did bad thing by taking me to groomers.
But den she get me pupcup and gib me snuggles. Hooman sibling also gab me snuggles. I no happy but does dis make up for groomer?
I eben gib sad eyes and she still no pai!!!
Dis foto show me sniffing wall not trash!!
ALETHIA’S FREAKING MONOLOGUE
I am currently being blasted in our group chat and called a dangerous psychopath, so I need to know if I actually crossed a line here. Yesterday I was driving back to the city after visiting my parents for the weekend. A guy I know tangentially through a local board gaming group asked if he could hitch a ride with me to save money on a train ticket. I figured why not, it is a two hour drive and having some company would keep me awake.
Before he even opened the passenger door, I told him explicitly that I have a strict no smoking and no vaping rule in my vehicle. I have chronic asthma, and certain synthetic berry scents trigger a massive coughing fit that makes it completely unsafe for me to operate heavy machinery at seventy miles per hour. He nodded, said he totally understood, and threw his bags in the back.
About forty minutes into the trip, we are on a major highway stretch. I catch a sudden movement out of the corner of my eye. I look over and this dude has his blue vape pen out, taking a massive drag. He tried to hide it under his jacket, but a second later the entire cabin is filled with a thick cloud of fake strawberry chemical stench. I immediately rolled down all the windows, started coughing, and told him to put it away right now. He apologized, claimed it was just a reflex, and shoved it into his pocket.
Ten minutes later, I see him doing it again. He thought if he blew the vapor directly against the passenger window glass it would magically disappear. I pulled over onto the shoulder immediately. I was furious. I told him he is disrespecting my boundaries and risking my health. He rolled his eyes, called me dramatic, and said it is just harmless water vapor. I told him to put it away or he is getting out.
The absolute breaking point happened twenty minutes after that. I smelled that sweet garbage scent again. He did not even wait for me to look, he just kept puffing away like he owned the place. I did not say a word. I pulled over at the very next highway exit ramp near a gas station, unlocked the doors, and told him to get his stuff and get out of my car.
He went completely ballistic, saying I cannot leave him stranded in the middle of nowhere. It was a populated exit with a proper service station and an Uber could easily reach him, but he refused to move until I literally grabbed his backpack from the backseat and set it on the curb.
Now our mutual friends are saying I am a monster for leaving someone on the road over some vapor. AIW ?
Made a pan for my parents and one for my family! Delicious!!
How was the gameplay? Lowkey considering one like it. >!Leofrith live forever!!<
So I used to go to church with this person. She’s always in a crisis of some sort.
Here’s some backstory to this post:
Several years ago, she point blank lied saying that her husband left her, when the fact was, he traveled for work. Our church donated Christmas presents for her and the kids. We didn’t give any gifts for her husband, because we thought that he had peaced out, as she had told us many times.
The Sunday before Christmas rolls around, and before service is even over, she comes straight to me, my husband and my friend who had organized this demanding the gifts be given right away because they had to be somewhere. We loaded up their car and I don’t remember her saying thank you. Fast forward to Christmas Day, she text me and my friend bitching us out because there are no presents for her husband. Who, last time we had spoken about him, she had told us that he was no longer in the picture and that he had left. That was also around the time we found out that her husband travels for work.
She called our pastor when they air-conditioning was out in their home, and he sent one of our people who is an HVAC specialist over to their house to see what it was. As it turns out, it was a very easy fix. This lady then tells the guy that she wants her entire house to be repainted remodeling, etc and I guess she assumed that he was going to do that.
The guy declined and said that he was only there to do the air-conditioning. She went ballistic on him, but the guy just packed up his stuff went to his car, and called our pastor.
Our pastor basically told her that our tiny church could not afford to do a complete overhaul of her house. She got mad and left.
She just posted this. I was really hoping that she had made a turnaround of some sort.
Is fren Tasha. I do victory aroooooooo!!!
Is fren Tasha. I like momma and daddy’s bed. But they no let me stay on big bed or sleep on bigbed!!
This is something that I’ve been wanting to do for years.
My (34F) husband (36M) and I have been married almost 8 years. We’ve done some really fun, exciting things together. Traveling, going to the movies, going to the zoo, going to Silver Dollar city, Universal Studios, Dollywood, etc.
But honestly, what I enjoy most is making the meal plan with him for the week. Shopping for said meal plan. Going through our finances. Talking about how to parent, our son who is now an adult (we adopted him from foster care, and he is a great kid). What’s meant the most to me is not the fun surprises that he’s done, even though those mean the world…but it’s when he woke up at midnight to help me get out of bed to use the bathroom when my sciatic nerve was flaring up. Being by my side and comforting me after I had a stress induced seizure. Holding me and comforting me during my health scare last summer.
He tells people that he’s the lucky one, but I really think that I’m the lucky one.
Fren Tasha here! I hear naybor cat outside. I want tu get naybor cat. I bork at momma. I throw tantrum. She goes to bac dor but I run too leesh! Momma sez no and points to backyard. I bork at momma. Momma sez no and goes bac to bed.