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COULD YOU IMAGINE US SITTING AND WATCHING THE SAME MOVIE TOGETHER, WE'D GO THRU A BOX OF TISSUE! LOL
COULD YOU IMAGINE US SITTING AND WATCHING THE SAME MOVIE TOGETHER, WE'D GO THRU A BOX OF TISSUE! LOL
Crazy, huh- Cathy?
I can cry at a good chewing-gum commercial!
I was at my sister's this morning- took a couple of boxes of Krispy-Kremes over there after my night-shift ended... Ended up blubbering like a baby cause they showed two really sad country music videos back-to-back... the new one by Carrie Underwood where the young finace ends up burying her intended hubby who comes back from Iraq draped in a flag- and then the Rascal Flatts video where the young girl's boyfriend is killed in a car accident. Dang- I was a total wreck until my bro-in-law passed me the donut box again!
I can cry at a good chewing-gum commercial!
I was at my sister's this morning- took a couple of boxes of Krispy-Kremes over there after my night-shift ended... Ended up blubbering like a baby cause they showed two really sad country music videos back-to-back... the new one by Carrie Underwood where the young finace ends up burying her intended hubby who comes back from Iraq draped in a flag- and then the Rascal Flatts video where the young girl's boyfriend is killed in a car accident. Dang- I was a total wreck until my bro-in-law passed me the donut box again!
I cant stand to watch anything like that..make me cry to.
I hate to watch anything were someone is getting humiliated or picked on. When we subbed in the highschool there was always some snotty kid picking on someone in class. I always took the kid they were picking on and sat them up by us and if anyone wanted anything they had to clear it through that kid. The snobby kids were always asking to do this or go there. They had to ask the kid they had been picking on and the answer was always no lol. We made them king or queen for the day.
Ill never forget this one jock was picking on this hispanic kid making fun of her english. WEll you know one word she could say in plain english....NO ..which he heard everytime he wanted to do anything lol.
I hate to watch anything were someone is getting humiliated or picked on. When we subbed in the highschool there was always some snotty kid picking on someone in class. I always took the kid they were picking on and sat them up by us and if anyone wanted anything they had to clear it through that kid. The snobby kids were always asking to do this or go there. They had to ask the kid they had been picking on and the answer was always no lol. We made them king or queen for the day.
Ill never forget this one jock was picking on this hispanic kid making fun of her english. WEll you know one word she could say in plain english....NO ..which he heard everytime he wanted to do anything lol.
Oh yeah...I had a stalker once.
He followed me everytime I left the house and if I was in the drive through at McDonalds he would circle the place. Mom and Dad had a lawyer write him a letter but it had no effect. My older brothers waiting and cornering him one morning when I went to town however did. They told him what they were gonna do to him if they caught him following me again and the problem went away. Its funny now but then I was pretty freaked out by it. He was ALOT older than me at the time I was like 23 and he was in his 50's. He had a history of doing it to other women in town.
My Dad was a drunk and worthless but I appreciated my brothers for sticking up for me. I dont know what would have happened if it wasnt for them. This clown told me once when I came out of the store that "someone" oughta throw me in the car and take off with me. When Id come out of the store he would be sitting right beside my car. He rented a house a little way down the road from us and used to sit in the yard watching for me to leave in the car.
I was glad to hear the creep died a few years back.
He followed me everytime I left the house and if I was in the drive through at McDonalds he would circle the place. Mom and Dad had a lawyer write him a letter but it had no effect. My older brothers waiting and cornering him one morning when I went to town however did. They told him what they were gonna do to him if they caught him following me again and the problem went away. Its funny now but then I was pretty freaked out by it. He was ALOT older than me at the time I was like 23 and he was in his 50's. He had a history of doing it to other women in town.
My Dad was a drunk and worthless but I appreciated my brothers for sticking up for me. I dont know what would have happened if it wasnt for them. This clown told me once when I came out of the store that "someone" oughta throw me in the car and take off with me. When Id come out of the store he would be sitting right beside my car. He rented a house a little way down the road from us and used to sit in the yard watching for me to leave in the car.
I was glad to hear the creep died a few years back.
Lord janie- what a story! When I read the first line of your tale I smiled and my line back to you was gonna be- "how nice it must be to have a stalker- I should be so lucky!" But then I read your account and totally changed my mind. How completely freaky! If he were still around today, you could turn mama loose on his sorry azz!