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Originally Posted by SkylarV217
Awww she's not useless look at the picture ... she's so busy scouting for creepy crawlies that she can't bother to look at the camera.
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She isn't scouting, trust me. If anything, she is looking down in shame.
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Originally Posted by SkylarV217
PS .... You need to change your siggy to this :
I’m sorry, you must have mistaken me for somebody else. My name is Anastasia Beverhausen. Anastasia like Russian Royalty, Beverhausen, like……….where the beaver…live.
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I love it!! Or, "Hey, Apron. Who told you that you could speak to me?"
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Originally Posted by CantAffordMAC
OMG what is that in my avatar?
I love you Rbella...ur awesome.
It was a gecko?!? They are ADORABLE. LoL Bugs are my main problem. Although I'd be scared if there was a snake in the house. But I wuv lizards, and stuff like lizards
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Ok, this is just painful. First, you are dead to me. Second, this "gecko" is NOT adorable. It is slimy, pink, beady-eyed and fucking nasty. Add to the fact that my husband just informed me that if you pinch their tails off the wriggle away and still live? Are you kidding me? Something that can do that is pure evil. It was over an inch long!! Seriously. That is just gnarly.
***for the record, you're really not dead to me but I shall ignore you for 1 full day.***
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Originally Posted by SkylarV217
- My MIL used to be a nurse that would go to peoples houses and this 90 year old blind women kept telling her that there was a snake in her bed ... and NOBODY believed her. Well the little lady moved and still swore up and down there was a snake in her bed.... One day the MIL was in the Kitchen fixing her some lunch and opened the Silverware drawer and a snake about 10 inches long jumped out at her... apparently it was "living" In the the lady's mattress...
I would have had a Heart attack ... and moved leaving all of my stuff in that house lol ...
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That is SICK. I don't even know what to say to that. I would have to move to another city.
So, the little son of a bitch is still here. I saw it scurry across the bathroom and INTO MY CLOSET yesterday. Of course, I was here alone. Not that it would have mattered as Mr. Rbella has proved himself quite useless. And to make matters worse, FiFi was sitting there in the damn bathroom and could barely muster the energy to let her eyes follow it INTO MY CLOSET. She did NOT get any tuna juice yesterday.
I am not kidding you when I say this, I am wearing my husbands clothes today. Including underwear. My "support" is an old sports bra I found in the guest bathroom (I hope it is mine). Thank the Lord I had not put my shoes up yesterday b/c I can wear those with my striking outfit to run my errands. If I have to show houses today, I will go buy another outfit.
This stupid ass freak show that Can't Afford Mac finds ever so adorable is ruining my life.
