Being homeles sucks ASS! To make a long story short I moved out from the "boyfriends" house only to find myself in somewhat of a serious quandry. Although I have had many friends invite me to stay with them, I couldn't help but feel as a bit of a burden. They have their lives and their kids, etc.,. So I took my MORMON mother up on her offer...JESUS CHRIST, literally!
My first night with her she stripped down to her mormon garments, proceeded to iron a miu miu, tell me the wrongs of alcohol; and then proceeded to feed me 2 Ambien! Ummmm, who has the addiction here!
Second night, now I know where things are headed! I know where the Ambiens are, and the minute she bee lines for the miu miu (pronounced "moo moo", belivee me in more cases than one)! and she's half naked...yikes....i'm poppin' those things like gum.
Third night, my mother who just happens to be 150 lbs overweight, informs me that i'm "CHUBBY"! This coming from the woman 2 years ago that, and I quote, ..."A strong wind would blow you over"!
And now I'M CHUBBY! Look lady, you don't WANT me to go there!
CHRIST, the Ambiens are like my best friends now.
Fourth night! There is no saving me now; the Ambiens have taken precedent and I guess I'm fat! The "moo moo" is now just scary faded color dancing amongst the garments and the nakedness of my crazy Mother! All I can see is Jell-o and The Pearl Of Great Price! HEEELPPPPP!!!!!!
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