pray for mojo...
ever had a friend you just adore but hate their parent(s)? My best friend is a living doll. I love that chick. I can't fucking stand her mother. Her mother is in her 60s just about, from Italy, and flippin' insane! She's the stereotypical overprotective parent who is psycotically paranoid. She (my best friend) was never allowed to sleep over at my house if my dad or brother were there (her mother seriously thought they would rape her. gee. thanks for thinking so highly of my family...), she was never allowed to go to birthday parties, or hang out at my house for more than an hour. we could never spend time by ourselves because her mom was there all the time. she would always criticize my mother and father's parenting (they were great parents.) and was always criticizing me for being lose (whatever the fuck that means). I remember her mother calling me in the middle of the night demanding to know where her daughter is. Uuuum, she probably snuck out to escape you, you loco cunt! Not too long ago, she just waltzed right into our home unannounced wanting to know where Simone was. Whahahahhahahagshagshgadhfd!!!??? You don't fucking break into people's homes! She would refer to my mother as "that woman" with a disgusted voice.
Anyway, the purpose of this rant is:
her mom is at our place right now and I'm hiding in my room. I've been in here too long and want to make some dinner. this woman needs to get the fuck out of my damn house.
ever had a friend you just adore but hate their parent(s)? My best friend is a living doll. I love that chick. I can't fucking stand her mother. Her mother is in her 60s just about, from Italy, and flippin' insane! She's the stereotypical overprotective parent who is psycotically paranoid. She (my best friend) was never allowed to sleep over at my house if my dad or brother were there (her mother seriously thought they would rape her. gee. thanks for thinking so highly of my family...), she was never allowed to go to birthday parties, or hang out at my house for more than an hour. we could never spend time by ourselves because her mom was there all the time. she would always criticize my mother and father's parenting (they were great parents.) and was always criticizing me for being lose (whatever the fuck that means). I remember her mother calling me in the middle of the night demanding to know where her daughter is. Uuuum, she probably snuck out to escape you, you loco cunt! Not too long ago, she just waltzed right into our home unannounced wanting to know where Simone was. Whahahahhahahagshagshgadhfd!!!??? You don't fucking break into people's homes! She would refer to my mother as "that woman" with a disgusted voice.
Anyway, the purpose of this rant is:
her mom is at our place right now and I'm hiding in my room. I've been in here too long and want to make some dinner. this woman needs to get the fuck out of my damn house.
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darklis:
Why don't you just saunter out to the kitchen, ask your mom where your sacrificial sword is, then ask her to bring the goat in from the garage. Maybe the old cow will beat a hasty retreat then. heehee. 
instarsia:
i say we load up waterbaloons and lemons, and shoot her with those. 
i'm gonna call you this weekend. we sooo need to hang out girlie.
i'm gonna call you this weekend. we sooo need to hang out girlie.