No matter what, I will always love you!
Obviously Bunny is still not over the boy.
I blurred out the Kiddo's name for the blog, but trust me...it's there. And now our neighbors know my son's middle name is apparently "Sexy".
Monday, August 16, 2010
Apparently Whitney Houston Is Stalking My Son
I came home on Friday to this message on my garage door.
No matter what, I will always love you!
Obviously Bunny is still not over the boy.
I blurred out the Kiddo's name for the blog, but trust me...it's there. And now our neighbors know my son's middle name is apparently "Sexy".
No matter what, I will always love you!
Obviously Bunny is still not over the boy.
I blurred out the Kiddo's name for the blog, but trust me...it's there. And now our neighbors know my son's middle name is apparently "Sexy".
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Probably really unhelpful, but I'm chuckling here. Make sure you lock away any bunnies!
Haha, forgot your pet name for Ms 400 yards is Bunny.
Oh, I so would torture that girl with a nail clipper! Seriously dangerous stuff. I mean, didn't you watch "SwinFan" YIKES. Also my OCD would get the better of me. I will go to her house, drag her by the hair, and make her clean this up.
But thats just me. Aren't I gonna be an awesome MIL?
Wow. I mean, wow. I remember being slightly crazy when it came to love as a teenager, but I never would have made such a monumental and public statement, a gesture I'm sure she'll come to regret later down the road when she learns the meaning of self-respect. Wow.
Wowza, ya, she's soooo gonna regret that when she's older.
No doubt her shame will follow her...
In the meantime, I'd call her parents and insist she get her Bunny-ass down there with a power washer and clean that door. That had better be chalk...?
MAN, I wish I had thought to name one of my boys "Sexy."
There's something vaguely touching about that you know. Her giant unrequited love out there for everyone to gawk at. Here's hoping your kid doesn't have a bunny (the animal kind) that might end up in a pot one night.... :)
Pretty sure this qualifies your son as Bobby Brown.
If that's the case then, lady, this girl is the LEAST of your troubles.
But honestly...admit it...when you first saw it, after the shock wore off, you were all "omg this is going to be so good for my blog."
I wish someone would come vandalize my garage door.
Holy Stalker, Batman. How long did she stand out in your driveway with a bucket of sidewalk chalk to get that whole billboard up there??
Have you checked on your cat recently? Because I totally would.
Steamy: Okay fine. Yes, I was kind of excited about it after a few minutes because I really had nothing for the blog this week. Bunny totally saved my ass.
Wow. That is kind of creepy.
Mother of god.
After the initial "who the fuck would do that" shock, I'm left with two questions:
1) How long did it take her to do that?
and
2) What did your son have to say about it?
I'm pretty sure this means you're allowed to key her mom's car.
Oh. My. God.
How romantic.
?
The only way this could be any funnier is if it was written in blood.
And by funnier, I mean WTFer.
Wow! If my son's( if I had one) ex girlfriend vandalized my garage door like that, I'd go right to her place and tell her that if she really loved my son, she'd wash that stuff off of my garage door.
buuut that's just me. lol
I think it's very thoughtful and respectful that she did it in chalk, no harm - no foul. Dear girl.
Sorry to laugh,but you are too funny. "Note from Whitney Houston."
Bwwaaahahahahaha....
That's teenage girl angst disguised as in pretty pink lettering and hearts. I wish my middle name was sexy.
Wow. Looks like that took a long time. That's some stalking skill, mad creeper props, Bunny.
I hate you. I hate, hate, HATE* you. Because of your stupid, lame and horrible blog*, and all of the stupid lame and horrible posts* you have posted since 2008, and all of the stupid lame and horrible bloggers* you promote, I have not done a single EFFING thing around my house, and have only done the minimal playing and caring for my children, all while my 3 year old asks, "mom, why is there coffee coming out of your nose?", and "whats so funny? I wanna see!" (pictures of penis straws , duh!).
So in conclusion, I am livid that you exist, in all of your glorious awesomeness, because I haven't done squat for 2 days except read all of your past posts, and try to read all of the posts of every blogger you mention. I hate you.
*By hate I mean love and by stupid, lame and horrible, I mean, OMG U MAKE ME ROTFLMAO!
PS. I still hate you and will be blaming you for the unfolded clothes, unvacuumed carpet, and unwashed diapers. Yes I use cloth diapers. Shut up. I still hate you.
PPS. You have a new follower. Shut up.
Bitches be CRAZY!
Psychoooooooooo!
Always, Bunny? Even if he gets a restraining order. Actually I get the feeling especially if he gets a restraining order.
OMG that is so funny- I hope I have a kid some day that pulls this kind of passion from the opposite sex!
Nice. Romantic. AND expensive. All neatly wrapped up in one.
Oh god, that is freaking FUNNY!!
Someone needs to open that girl up to the world of feminism so that if she is struggling to grow her own spine, someone can at least tack her together a temporary one in the meantime!!
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