Friday Night
Nov25
on 2005-11-25
at 00:01
At least Carly knows what to do.
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Rocky stomps up the stairs and slams doors, crying.
Mama Gibs: Do Friday nights always end this way?
Carly: Too many.
Mama Gibs: I'll catch up with the young lady and give her a lift. So none of you have to worry about her.
Carly: Ace, would you go buy some icecream and fudge sauce? - I'll console Rocky, as soon as I change to something with tits.
Mama Gibs: Do Friday nights always end this way?
Carly: Too many.
Mama Gibs: I'll catch up with the young lady and give her a lift. So none of you have to worry about her.
Carly: Ace, would you go buy some icecream and fudge sauce? - I'll console Rocky, as soon as I change to something with tits.
Phrases you never expect to hear said aloud.
That depends on the people who surround you. You acquire very different expectations for conversations when the majority of your friends are people on the fringe. The hard part is remembering not to use phrases that will freak people out when you are on your job, with biological family or the like. I’ve had more than one job environment get uncomfortable because I let slip my religion, living arrangements or other unusual situations in my life. The one that confused me the most was the reaction a few people had when I commented that I lived with 7 cats.
I think anything over 3 qualifies one for the “Crazy Cat Lady” label, but I don’t make these things up myself.
…Of course, I have 3 new kittens now myself. That 3-cat maximum rule seems self-serving right now. >_>
Well, at one point we had 3 adult cats and 19 kittens in the house. And I was recovering from getting killed by a drunk driver at the time. The kittens just loved climbing on the bandages over my skin graft, me, not so much. Those tiny claws were SHARP!