Really, Mom, you shouldn’t have

April 19th, 2009 · 91 comments

Writes our anonymous submitter: “Unable to visit my mother last year for Mother’s Day, my partner and I sent her a box of chocolate truffles and an antique brooch. This is her ‘thank you’ note (which is really more like a ‘fuck you’ note).”

I enjoyed the truffles as fattening as they are

The final “fuck you,” of course, is the nearly indecipherable handwriting. Here’s the transcription:

Looked forward to seeing you on Mother’s day. In Lieu of such optimism I enjoyed the truffles as fattening as they are + the pin is very attractive. Thanks. Love, Mom

related: I can has guilt trip?

FILED UNDER: Moms & Dads · Mother's Day · thanks (but not really)


91 responses so far ↓

  • #1   Reeses Lover Lover

    I am very impressed, I see Mom’s got a PhD in “Guilt Trips,” as well as having a Masters in “Bitchology”! What a role model she is for higher education! Way to Go, Mom!

    P.S. Happy Mother’s Day!

    Apr 19, 2009 at 6:00 pm   rating: 32  small thumbs up

    • #1.1   You Suck at Craigslist

      I think this Mom studied for her Ph.D. with my Mom, who is a fully credentialed and tenured professor in the Guilt Trip Department.

      Apr 20, 2009 at 12:31 pm   rating: 3  small thumbs up

       
     
  • #2   anonymous me

    That post card was FUCKING Delicious!

    ;)

    Apr 19, 2009 at 6:32 pm   rating: 3  small thumbs up

     
  • #3   SARAH

    mmmm fat. and fucking. my two favorites

    Apr 19, 2009 at 6:34 pm   rating: 5  small thumbs up

     
  • #4   Sirius bang

    The weather has been nice. I am dying. Love, Mom.

    Apr 19, 2009 at 6:44 pm   rating: 69  small thumbs up

     
  • #5   KTS

    I honestly cannot read her handwriting. Anyone care to type it down word-for-word for me?

    Apr 19, 2009 at 6:55 pm   rating: 1  small thumbs up

    • #5.1   fantasy bang

      it is quite difficult to write a nice, neat P/A note, while stuffing chocolate truffles in your mouth.

      Really,compared to truffles, who cares about penmanship?

      Apr 19, 2009 at 7:24 pm   rating: 9  small thumbs up

       
    • #5.2   DearJane

      All that’s missing is a couple of light brown chocolate drool stains on the card.

      Apr 20, 2009 at 11:06 am   rating: 4  small thumbs up

       
    • #5.3   TheOldSchool bang

      Examined under a microscope, the postcard seems to be lightly coated with what appears to be truffle mist.

      (However, I’d have to also examine her toothbrush in order to make a definitive call as to the substance.)

      Apr 20, 2009 at 12:22 pm   rating: 7  small thumbs up

       
     
  • #6   fantasy bang

    What! I can not beleive it, a mere note from a well trained Mother has left everyone speechless for 32 minutes!

    Job well done, Mom.

    You can even intimidate strangers!

    Apr 19, 2009 at 7:01 pm   rating: 24  small thumbs up

    • #6.1   TheOldSchool bang

      Mom,

      How do you like the new Bose Noise-Cancelling headphones I got for you? Do they work?

      Apr 20, 2009 at 12:25 pm   rating: 3  small thumbs up

       
     
  • #7   Canthz_B bang

    The real “Fuck You” was in sending a postcard that anyone could read rather than a private letter.

    Hey Everyone, let me tell you what my kid did to me on Mothers’ Day!

    Apr 19, 2009 at 7:10 pm   rating: 50  small thumbs up

    • #7.1   techimpaired

      I’m rather surprised she didn’t post a nice big sign on her lawn as well. That’s what my mom did when I couldn’t come home from school one Thanksgiving. I should’ve saved the picture she sent me of it, which was stapled to the postcard.

      Apr 19, 2009 at 7:49 pm   rating: 24  small thumbs up

       
    • #7.2   wynne

      … I really hope you’re joking. That’s awful!

      Apr 19, 2009 at 8:56 pm   rating: 3  small thumbs up

       
    • #7.3   techimpaired

      No. She really did it. The sign wasn’t so bad. I remember it said something like we’ll miss you. It was the note on the card about giving the dog my dinner so they wouldn’t have “the depressing leftovers staring at us from the fridge reminding us you wouldn’t come home for the holidays” that made it more PA. Note the use of the word “wouldn’t” as opposed to “couldn’t.” Not that anyone offered to help with airfare when I told them I couldn’t afford a plane ticket that year. No I’m not still bitter about it! (sniffles, holds teddy bear just a little tighter)

      Apr 19, 2009 at 9:26 pm   rating: 34  small thumbs up

       
    • #7.4   English Sheepdog

      I say, old sport, those Thanksgiving leftovers were … how do you Yanks say it? … farking delectable? Please don’t come home again this year, either, don’t you know. Oh, and, just so you know, dearie, I had relations with that teddy bear several times before you moved away. Toodles!

      Apr 19, 2009 at 10:09 pm   rating: 26  small thumbs up

       
    • #7.5   techimpaired

      (sniffles, kicks burning teddy bear in Sheepdog’s direction, giggles)

      Apr 19, 2009 at 10:29 pm   rating: 7  small thumbs up

       
    • #7.6   Canthz_B bang

      Dear God, do they still say “Yanks” “over there”? :roll:

      Apr 19, 2009 at 11:53 pm   rating: 6  small thumbs up

       
    • #7.7   Cheesy

      No, sometimes we use “septics” or “merkins”

      Apr 20, 2009 at 9:01 am   rating: 14  small thumbs up

       
    • #7.8   Sabeline

      I wouldn’t say that *anyone* can read it… I had a rather difficult time of it, myself.

      Apr 20, 2009 at 4:39 pm   rating: 6  small thumbs up

       
     
  • #8   fantasy bang

    She is so relieved that she doesn’t have to cook and clean.

    She didn’t want to see the little bastards anyway.

    Apr 19, 2009 at 7:20 pm   rating: 6  small thumbs up

     
  • #9   QuarterRoy00 bang

    So Mom ate the truffles while in Lieu? Why is she in Lieu? And who spells ‘Lieu’ like that? Shouldn’t it be ‘Lou’?

    Apr 19, 2009 at 7:27 pm   rating: 4  small thumbs up

    • #9.1   Valerie

      Not if Lou’s a dirty Frenchman…

      Apr 19, 2009 at 11:27 pm   rating: 3  small thumbs up

       
    • #9.2   Devika

      Half the time I can’t tell what’s serious or JK’s in these comments so forgive me if you were jokingly making the “in lieu” comment. However just in case,”in lieu of” means “instead of.” It’s French. :)

      Apr 20, 2009 at 11:11 am   rating: 1  small thumbs up

       
    • #9.3   Geek Goddesss

      Ideally, no one is serious around here. But occasionally, especially on weekends, one or two will slip in.

      Apr 20, 2009 at 11:16 am   rating: 6  small thumbs up

       
    • #9.4   unholyghost2003 bang

      No no no no no. She should have spelled it “in loo” she is saying that the chocolate gave her diarrhea. It is so bad that she had to write the note while sitting on the toilet.

      Apr 20, 2009 at 11:29 am   rating: 9  small thumbs up

       
    • #9.5   Aimily

      I’m almost positive she actually spelled it “in Liew.” So we’ve got misplaced capitalization and bad spelling. Alas, it seems to be a mostly correct use of a foreign phrase, so no trifecta.

      Apr 20, 2009 at 12:43 pm   rating: 1  small thumbs up

       
    • #9.6   T to the O

      No shit! French you say? Hmmmm.

      :roll:

      Apr 20, 2009 at 12:44 pm   rating: 3  small thumbs up

       
    • #9.7   QuarterRoy00 bang

      Just for the record…I was not serious and know what “in lieu” means.

      That doesn’t stop me from wanting to be “in Lou” however…

      Apr 20, 2009 at 2:42 pm   rating: 4  small thumbs up

       
    • #9.8   Snippy

      You and Bud Abbott.

      Apr 20, 2009 at 4:30 pm   rating: 3  small thumbs up

       
     
  • #10   fantasy bang

    These young men really know how to please a Mother.

    At least you got chocolate…

    I mean really, they could have came home, is that what you really wanted???

    Apr 19, 2009 at 7:34 pm   rating: 2  small thumbs up

     
  • #11   Grimfool_Reluctant bang

    Dear Mom, I sent your postcard to P/A Notes, and everyone there thinks you’re a real shrew.
    Love, Your Daughter
    P.S. — Those fucking truffle chocolates were older than the antique brooch!

    Apr 19, 2009 at 7:45 pm   rating: 28  small thumbs up

    • #11.1   Grimfool_Reluctant bang

      I may be Team Mom here; I need more information — exactly why the unsub was “unable” to visit mom, how far away they live from each other, etc. I even sense some strain over the mysterious “partner”, as Mom clearly does not say she “looked forward to seeing you and Xxxx” . . . On the other hand, perhaps Mummy Dearest is always a bit of a pill — that handwriting looks a little too elegant.

      Apr 19, 2009 at 7:49 pm   rating: 4  small thumbs up

       
    • #11.2   Team Get-Mom-a-Penmanship-Book-Next-Year

      The “you” is plural–the postcard is addressed to two people. I think.

      Apr 19, 2009 at 10:30 pm   rating: 5  small thumbs up

       
    • #11.3   Grimfool_Reluctant bang

      Ah, yeah, that may be an ampersand — good call. You get my thumb of appreciation!

      Apr 19, 2009 at 11:15 pm   rating: 1  small thumbs up

       
    • #11.4   geeklygirly

      Grimfool – nice use of the term “unsub”… do you love Criminal Minds as much as I do, or did you pick that up in a more legit/intellectual way?

      Apr 23, 2009 at 5:09 am   rating: 0  small thumbs up

       
    • #11.5   Grimfool

      David Soul, sweetie . . . that’s how old I am!

      Apr 23, 2009 at 5:23 am   rating: 0  small thumbs up

       
    • #11.6   geeklygirly

      I have to admit, I had to look David Soul up on Wikipedia. Now I know – he’s Hutch! And the more you know… (cue cartoon comet)

      Thank you for the enlightenment… :-) If you get a chance to watch Criminal Minds, I highly recommend it (though Joe Mantegna is nowhere near as good as Mandy Patinkin was in the first two seasons :-()

      Apr 25, 2009 at 6:30 am   rating: 2  small thumbs up

       
     
  • #12   T to the O

    “No wire hangers and no fattening truffles!”

    Apr 19, 2009 at 7:53 pm   rating: 15  small thumbs up

     
  • #13   mamason bang

    ♫ Nobody knows the truffles I’ve seen…

    Apr 19, 2009 at 8:02 pm   rating: 26  small thumbs up

    • #13.1   Grimfool_Reluctant bang

      Would you eat a fungi?

      (Now I’ve done it . . . somewhere, Old School has raised its snout and is sniffing the wind!)

      Apr 19, 2009 at 10:17 pm   rating: 2  small thumbs up

       
    • #13.2   Canthz_B bang

      Is that right? I’m thinking “a fungus”, “some fungi”.

      But I’ve been known to be wrong…often!

      Of course, I’m a fun guy and wouldn’t mind being eaten by the right (or wrong) woman! :-P

      Apr 19, 2009 at 11:57 pm   rating: 2  small thumbs up

       
    • #13.3   TheOldSchool bang

      Grimfool, when you stumble across magic truffles, I’ll be all snout.

      Apr 20, 2009 at 12:17 pm   rating: 1  small thumbs up

       
    • #13.4   mamason bang

      That wasn’t TOS’ snout that was raised.

      Apr 20, 2009 at 2:09 pm   rating: 2  small thumbs up

       
     
  • #14   Beanster bang

    What mum really wanted was an eastern European tea pot and a happy gospel singer circa 1967, as clearly shown by the stamps chosen.

    Apr 19, 2009 at 8:11 pm   rating: 14  small thumbs up

     
  • #15   N/A

    There are moms who actually want their offspring to visit? How come I don’t get one of those?

    Apr 19, 2009 at 8:22 pm   rating: 8  small thumbs up

     
  • #16   Canthz_B bang

    I bet this postcard featured a picture of an apron-clad mom, holding an apple pie, with a Nazi solder putting his boot to her ass!

    Apr 19, 2009 at 9:49 pm   rating: 3  small thumbs up

    • #16.1   Canthz_B bang

      Soldier.
      Although he may have also been soldering an iron cross! :-P

      Apr 19, 2009 at 11:47 pm   rating: 2  small thumbs up

       
     
  • #17   Kip

    What an ungrateful bitch.

    Apr 19, 2009 at 10:02 pm   rating: 2  small thumbs up

     
  • #18   Fresca

    Dear Mom,

    I was trying to decide whether my partner and I were going to make it up to see you for Mother’s Day next year. Thanks for making that decision so much easier!

    Love,
    Me

    Apr 19, 2009 at 10:12 pm   rating: 27  small thumbs up

     
  • #19   TheOldSchool bang

    It’s a pity, the submitter (although he seems more likely to be the submittee-type) said nothing of his mother’s age or health.

    She seems like she could use a heterosexual male around the house. One with shared sophisticated interests, such as perusing through art monographs while sitting side by side on the livingroom sofa.

    Our thighs would touch lightly at first, and then the contact was be firm and steady, I’d make a casual reference to Maurizio Cattelan’s favorite games. She loosens up considerably.

    Twenty minutes later, the air is thick with the playful certainty of imminent sexual seduction.

    With her hand firmly squeezing my inner thigh, she asks for my opinion of Twombly.

    As he is a God to me, I choose my words carefully. “It’s odd that asked of him right now,” I’d say. “Because I was just thinking that the way the afternoon light is resting upon your hand reminded me of a piece Cy did a decade or so ago, called “Coronation of Sesostris.”

    Assuming her savviness is what I imagine it to be, she’d glance down at her sun bathed hand and see the horn of plenty next to it. The phallus that Tombly had so breathtakingly honored in that piece, would be replaced by another one, one that breathe hot new life into a loving thinking woman who had been unser-appreciated for far too long.

    One, who now, was eager to make up for lost time with someone who knew his way around the art world, almost as much as he did around the body of a sexually aroused woman.

    The afternoon proceeded in a wanton, reckless frenzy of natural instincts fully unbridled as she had her faith in both art and mankind fully restored and utterly fulfilled.

    They made plans to visit Tate Modern in London to stare at Twombly’s Quattro Stagioni and then leave immediately to fuck the afternoon into night at the Four Seasons.

    I’d remind her to send Jr. a postcard.

    Apr 19, 2009 at 10:47 pm   rating: 6  small thumbs up

    • #19.1   TheOldSchool bang

      too many mistakes for me to correct.

      must i always be held accountable for my extended length?

      odd that no one ever mentions girth.

      Apr 19, 2009 at 10:51 pm   rating: 4  small thumbs up

       
    • #19.2   Canthz_B bang

      Said the man with the short but stout penis? :mrgreen:

      Apr 20, 2009 at 12:05 am   rating: 6  small thumbs up

       
    • #19.3   TheOldSchool bang

      CB,

      Just because I smoke the occasional TITAN sized cigar, own a pepper grinder the size of a large table lamp, and I frequently write rambling, artless comments the size of condensed novels, doesn’t suggest that I may overcompsensating for a perceived shortcoming, does it?

      ****
      I normally don’t discuss my techniques with non-industry professionals, but I’ll make an exception this one time.

      CB, by creating a scenario in the woman’s mind where she’s thinking that she’s got your number psychologically, you’ve in fact laid the groundwork for making her gasp in ecstatic disbelief at the enormous size of your cock.

      (Which is, in fact, only average — but so much bigger than the string bean she’d been prepared for.)

      CB, I’m telling you this in confidence. Please don’t tell the others. If all the guys start smoking big cigars, etc., it’ll lessen the effectiveness of the technique.

      Bottom line: the lower the bar, the bigger the surprise. I suppose I should keep writing to reinforce the psychological perception, but I’ve got to get my 69 XKE datemobile washed before closing.

      My pornstache needs an shampoo/condition, blowdry, and combthru, well.

      And my great danes need to be walked…..

      Apr 20, 2009 at 12:53 am   rating: 2  small thumbs up

       
    • #19.4   Canthz_B bang

      I’m right there with you, TOS.

      I refuse to work out just so my average endowments are perceived as grand in relation to my body size.
      I learned all about perspective in art history class!

      I’ve gotta go too…my feet are killing me…damned size 14 shoes chafe my heels when the Kleenex in the toes gets compacted!

      Apr 20, 2009 at 2:12 am   rating: 2  small thumbs up

       
    • #19.5   TheOldSchool bang

      I don’t spend time working out, either. So I’m never in locker rooms seeing exactly where I stand.

      All I have to go by is stupid old porno dvds, and, by that measurement, I have to admit, I’m average.

      I’m not that embarrassed. It just makes me try harder, that’s all.

      Apr 20, 2009 at 2:50 am   rating: 2  small thumbs up

       
    • #19.6   GK bang

      Wow, look at all those words I’m not gonna read.

      Apr 20, 2009 at 9:20 am   rating: 26  small thumbs up

       
    • #19.7   Canthz_B bang

      Yeah, because reading what’s on the internet is not why you’re here, right GK? :roll:

      Apr 20, 2009 at 9:30 am   rating: 5  small thumbs up

       
    • #19.8   GK bang

      Look, if it doesn’t say “Mishee™” at the top, it can’t be that interesting.

      Apr 20, 2009 at 9:36 am   rating: 13  small thumbs up

       
    • #19.9   Mishee™ bang

      Amen

      Apr 20, 2009 at 9:44 am   rating: 7  small thumbs up

       
    • #19.10   aaa

      Wow, look at all those people I’m gonna ignore.

      Oh wait, I guess I just paid attention to them by acknowledging their presence, didn’t I? Dammit!

      Maybe next time I’ll just not come on to the internet! Yeah! That’ll show them!

      Apr 20, 2009 at 10:49 am   rating: 10  small thumbs up

       
    • #19.11   TheOldSchool bang

      Mishee,

      Wouldn’t it be nicer if words were spelled the same way they’re pronounced?

      “Ahhhh……men.”

      Apr 20, 2009 at 10:52 am   rating: 2  small thumbs up

       
     
  • #20   zombieBlanco bang

    Dreams of a land where the kids never make it home with their bags and bags of dirty laundry, where truffles are delivered along with antique jewelry. Sigh

    Apr 19, 2009 at 11:49 pm   rating: 23  small thumbs up

    • #20.1   Canthz_B bang

      Time to click your heels together, Dorothy. :-P

      Apr 20, 2009 at 12:07 am   rating: 5  small thumbs up

       
    • #20.2   unholyghost2003 bang

      Then give birth to, raise, and send out into the world fabulously gay sons.

      Wait, was that what you were saying CB?

      The second option if, by poor luck, you have no fabulously gay sons raise a captain of industry and encourage him to marry a New England WASP. Then you can expect year after year of lovely gifts as long as you are never within 50 square miles of the “happy” couple.

      Apr 20, 2009 at 9:29 am   rating: 6  small thumbs up

       
     
  • #21   ravenlynne

    Dear Mom:

    That brooch was my gift to you to keep you company since you will be spending the rest of your life alone and bitter.

    Love,
    Your kid.

    Apr 20, 2009 at 4:12 am   rating: 7  small thumbs up

     
  • #22   Gunderson105

    Ahh, Long Island Moms.

    Second to none in their sense of self-entitlement, attention-whoredom, guilt-monging, social-snobbery, and exaggerated-hyphenations.

    Apr 20, 2009 at 4:43 am   rating: 3  small thumbs up

     
  • #23   claw71 bang

    Notice how the anonymous submitter doesn’t explain why she couldn’t visit her mom for mother’s day? Yeah. Normally when people submit these notes they have the presence of mind to set the scene by describing an insurmountable obstacle that makes the author of the note look decidedly self-centered. We don’t have that here, which leads me to believe that anonymous actually inflicted a much deeper passive aggressive wound by providing her mother with a lame excuse for not visiting:

    Sorry, mom, but there’s an Indigo Girls documentary on the Oxygen channel Sunday and I can’t miss it. Thus inflicting the pain of marginalization whilst flaunting your torrid lesbian affair with that emaciated heroine addict DJ you met in Greenwich Village.

    Apr 20, 2009 at 8:54 am   rating: 11  small thumbs up

    • #23.1   T to the O

      Really? Is she addicted to the genre or the whole tights and cape thing? :razz:

      Apr 20, 2009 at 9:21 am   rating: 10  small thumbs up

       
     
  • #24   Bunnee

    Antique brooch=”attractive” pin?

    “Attractive pin”=some horrendously ugly piece of jewelry that will never make it out of the jewelry box!

    Apr 20, 2009 at 10:02 am   rating: 4  small thumbs up

    • #24.1   TheOldSchool bang

      I wondered who would broach the brooch….

      Apr 20, 2009 at 10:59 am   rating: 2  small thumbs up

       
    • #24.2   Mishee™ bang

      TOS made sure that his mother has TWO brooches. For when he finally needs to use them to gouge out his eyes, he has one for each eye.

      Apr 20, 2009 at 11:18 am   rating: 7  small thumbs up

       
    • #24.3   TheOldSchool bang

      Mishee,

      Just how much of a simp do you think I am?

      Surely, if were inclined to gouge my eyes out, I’d start prepping with a flathead screwdriver, and then use a melon scoop for a tidy removal.

      As for the eyeball presentation: call me a traditionalist, but I’d use an oxo cherry and olive pitter in order to allow myself enough room to stuff them with a specially concocted pate of finely chopped scallions, american caviar, and Cheez Whiz.

      I’d then center them on toasted pumpernickel bread that had been lovingly pre-cut into the classic “eye” shape (think of a pair of parentheses turned on their sides).

      Naturally, I’d already have a platter of crudités variés at the ready, pre-arranged in to resemble an eyeless human face. The eyeball canapes would complete the presentation, and, “Oh dear, there’s the doorbell, darling! Can you get it? I can’t see a fucking thing.”

      Apr 20, 2009 at 12:11 pm   rating: 2  small thumbs up

       
     
  • #25   Debra

    Once, I was going through such a difficult time that I actually tried to tell my mother how much all her years of emotional abuse and name-calling had hurt me. And yes, I was in therapy at the time. So my mother sent me a birthday card (Hallmark is her passive-aggressive weapon of choice), and stuck in my birthday card was a clipped newspaper article about false repressed memory.

    Apr 20, 2009 at 10:27 am   rating: 17  small thumbs up

    • #25.1   Aimily

      One of my family’s preferred modes of communication is the strategically placed newspaper clipping at your breakfast seat. My personal favorite was the one from Dad about a study linking caffeine consumption to PMS. That has nothing on your story though — dang!

      Apr 20, 2009 at 12:49 pm   rating: 7  small thumbs up

       
     
  • #26   pry

    one year i told my mom i couldn’t make it for mother’s day. she then informed me that she would be visiting ME if i did not visit her. yeah, i brought it up in my next therapy session.

    Apr 20, 2009 at 10:34 am   rating: 3  small thumbs up

     
  • #27   aaa

    See, this is what happens when you don’t set defined boundaries with your parents. When mine get all “parental” and start wanting visits and crap, I just smack them around a bit until they learn better.

    Apr 20, 2009 at 10:37 am   rating: 4  small thumbs up

    • #27.1   Reeses Lover Lover

      Mom told me she feels really bad about last night, and she promises to knock next time before going in your room.

      Apr 20, 2009 at 11:07 am   rating: 1  small thumbs up

       
    • #27.2   Scribbles the Monkey

      Why, what happened when she went in his ro… Ohhhhh, I get it.

      Apr 20, 2009 at 1:16 pm   rating: 1  small thumbs up

       
    • #27.3   aaa

      Look, I’m a man again! :D

      Apr 20, 2009 at 2:09 pm   rating: 1  small thumbs up

       
    • #27.4   Sirius bang

      What a completely gender-confused state you must be in! How do you know whether to be crazy or stupid? (With apologies to the late G. Carlin)

      Apr 20, 2009 at 2:27 pm   rating: 1  small thumbs up

       
     
  • #28   Dina

    As having grown up on Long Island myself (11776), I can relate to the guilt trip these two daughters are facing.

    That being said, Long Island is such a hateful place that I doubt she would have been able to inject any sunshine into the message regardless of how much she enjoyed the gift.

    What she forgot to include in the message was “Dear Lord, please get me out of here!”

    I choose to believe she simply ran out of space on the postcard.

    Apr 20, 2009 at 1:50 pm   rating: 1  small thumbs up

    • #28.1   Sirius bang

      Or was stabbed in the parking lot of Waldbaum’s.

      Apr 20, 2009 at 2:28 pm   rating: 3  small thumbs up

       
     
  • #29   that girl

    mmmm……..truffles.

    gotta make it to dairy queen so i can put my pinky up in the air and eat the new truffle ice cream.

    everything else is irrelevant.

    Apr 20, 2009 at 2:38 pm   rating: 2  small thumbs up

     
  • #30   Spectatrix bang

    Sounds about like my mother. I was once unable to make it home for Christmas day due to a lack of funds, but busted my butt to get down there earlier than I’d originally estimated. First words out of her mouth were “you’re late”. Should have turned around right then and driven the extra two hours down to my dad’s house.

    Apr 20, 2009 at 5:04 pm   rating: 5  small thumbs up

     
  • #31   missdoodahday bang

    Your mom is a real bitch.

    Apr 24, 2009 at 1:26 pm   rating: 0  small thumbs up

     
  • #32   Silje

    I can’t read it…. Can someone type it out to me?

    Apr 27, 2009 at 4:37 pm   rating: 0  small thumbs up

    • #32.1   Mishee™ bang

      Try reading the italicized words underneath the picture genius.

      Apr 27, 2009 at 4:51 pm   rating: 2  small thumbs up

       
     
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