tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607523815679967168.post4258579416422549428..comments2023-11-05T04:40:33.276-05:00Comments on Don't judge this book by its cover: The day afterDebhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10128900022470769935noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607523815679967168.post-69577950242337227692009-02-24T08:56:00.000-05:002009-02-24T08:56:00.000-05:00#24. To Deb's therapist: You REALLY do look like M...#24. To Deb's therapist: You REALLY do look like Michael Scott and it makes watching The Office a freaky experience.<BR/><BR/>#25. To my neighbor: Your dog who bites needs to go, really. And while we're at it, you are cranky and difficult. We're never moving, so I'm thinking of ways to 'relocate' you (and your little dog too).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607523815679967168.post-15617171596485810872009-02-22T18:09:00.000-05:002009-02-22T18:09:00.000-05:00To my husband#22 - You really can't sing well. An...To my husband<BR/>#22 - You really can't sing well. And your song choices are scary. And why do you have to change up the words to the songs. I mean, who dreams of "White Christians?"<BR/><BR/>To my MIL<BR/>#23 - I'm sorry about your memory going. Just remember this. Your sons are the ones who decided to move you into assisted living. Not me. I'll just be packing your stuff up. You can quit calling and hanging up now. Especially the middle of the night calls.Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06999741671175495307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607523815679967168.post-16267737192380051472009-02-21T15:03:00.000-05:002009-02-21T15:03:00.000-05:00to my neighbor: he is moving and I'm terrified he...to my neighbor: he is moving and I'm terrified he's going to give his house away thereby fucking up the value of everyone else's home, especially mine. <BR/><BR/><BR/>#10 is this one?bernthishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05905337047538489562noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607523815679967168.post-88762949312168625362009-02-21T13:56:00.000-05:002009-02-21T13:56:00.000-05:0019. to my neighbor, the newly certified massage t...19. to my neighbor, the newly certified massage therapist ... you give awesome head, or scalp, or whatever it's technically called when you massage the neck and head. and the rest of the body feels great too. many thanks.<BR/><BR/>20. to my daughter's sweet little friend who playfully pushed my other daughter in the kitchen, into the dishwasher I was emptying, thereby breaking the dishwasher door off, a playful act that will cost us $500 at a time when our future income is uncertain . you're forgiven. but just barely.shrink on the couchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13271891110211081990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607523815679967168.post-50545127048508854592009-02-21T01:40:00.000-05:002009-02-21T01:40:00.000-05:0016. You complain about being unhappy with your li...16. You complain about being unhappy with your life despite all the improvements you make. You ignore help and suggestions and just get down on yourself even further. Stop it! Be content and grateful!<BR/><BR/>17. Don't even bat your eyelashes twice or make ANY comments about my health and/or weight. I dread seeing you because you're so active and thin--and you rub it in to my face. I want you to know that this drives me to chocolate.<BR/><BR/>18. I hope you understand that what I'm teaching you is for you to remember. I don't like to hear myself talk or repeat things. That's for when I'm old.Meganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15908320764726278174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607523815679967168.post-27809756930108035372009-02-20T20:09:00.000-05:002009-02-20T20:09:00.000-05:0014. My niece is making my blood pressure skyrocket...14. My niece is making my blood pressure skyrocket and I am losing my vision.<BR/>15. I just became a fan on my FB with a guy I dated in HS for 2 years. He is a famous artist and couldn't kiss worth shit.jill jill bo billhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08559834800523759760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607523815679967168.post-23439322566178833512009-02-20T16:14:00.000-05:002009-02-20T16:14:00.000-05:00#13. To my lovely 3 month old daughter: I love you...#13. To my lovely 3 month old daughter: I love you, but your bowels-not so much. Scrubbing poo out of your outfits every night is not my idea of fun. Or spit up, or vomit...MommyChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04079490372337536080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607523815679967168.post-18239462234287529492009-02-20T15:48:00.000-05:002009-02-20T15:48:00.000-05:00#12 To the idiot driver that cut over 3 lanes and ...#12 To the idiot driver that cut over 3 lanes and exited almost causing a major wreck on the interstate, I can only assume you did that because your bowels had turned to jelly. If that is not the case, may it be so.Trudyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14019945143192829964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607523815679967168.post-8634905111035789992009-02-20T15:03:00.000-05:002009-02-20T15:03:00.000-05:00LOL...I love this...but I am lost thats what i get...LOL...I love this...but I am lost thats what i get for being sick and working this week...off to go read what i missedAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13755834803574964576noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8607523815679967168.post-27824771638317656092009-02-20T12:47:00.000-05:002009-02-20T12:47:00.000-05:00I will! But I'm getting inspiration of epic propo...I will! But I'm getting inspiration of epic proportions from YOU.<BR/><BR/>#9. To MY elderly neighbor: I love when your teenage grandson comes over to mow your lawn because he does it WITHOUT HIS SHIRT ON.<BR/><BR/>#10. To MY MIL: If you think I've forgotten any of the horrible things you've ever done or said to me, you're wrong.<BR/><BR/>#11. To MY new therapist: I really like you. I think you can plan on a long and profitable relationship with me. You can thank my MIL.rachel...https://www.blogger.com/profile/09513121601886576274noreply@blogger.com