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This kid David who hated me climbed on my lap after prom and told me I looked hot. He dropped out of school, and when we graduated he told me he was upset he didn't graduate and was going to go in the other room for the drugs "but someone already took them all" which indicated to me that shit was bout to get real! So I packed up my peeps and we were heading out when the dude who took all the drugs came back...with a rifle. We were actually gone and nothing happened but there was a reason I went to college as far away as humanly possible.

OMG How frikkin awesome would it be now, though, to have prom pics with your date handcuffed??????? I would pay huge money for that! I had pictures taken with 3 of my girlfriends and when I showed the pic to my mom, she lifted her glasses up on her head, squinted and said "who are these huzzies?" bwah hahahahaha And we do look like saloon girls from the old west. Big poofy dresses, that big hair and sooo so so so so much make up.

Until they showed the girl tied to the tree with a W carved into her forehead, I rather assumed whoever was doing this was basically playing frankenstein with the walkers. Cutting them up or collecting torsos, whathaveyou, it hadn't occurred to me that he was carving W's on healthy, living people, then either killing them or letting them be killed. The one tied to the tree I think was an escalation or a new form of torture but clearly it's different than Aiden and his pals or the governor just messing with zombies for sport. Obviously it's gonna be an evil with a capital E but I feel silly for being so naive. haha

So sad when baby names are ruined like that. Ok, we have some hilariously spoiled kids down here pitching a fit because they weren't allowed into the prom. They attend a private catholic school and signed contracts that stipulate you must be on time for the prom. The doors lock and you aren't allowed in or out until prom is over. So they went to a fancy dinner before prom, that took longer than expected. They texted the principal (I dunno who has their principal's texty number) principal said "better head to mcdonald's, doors lock at 8:30". When they arrived, they were not allowed in. OMG you should see the hubbub, parents freaking out that their precious little angels FOREVER memories are ruined! Again, all parents and students signed a contract that they WOULD NOT BE LATE TO PROM. I'm thinking of poor carl and Enid THEY HAVE TO GO TO PROM IN A TREE TRUNK YA'LL! There are kids in Africa with no prom at all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Here is my cherished memory from prom... Picture it, Sicily 1922...My date asked me because he wanted to stay out late and party later than the usual curfew. My father was basically the preacher from Footloose because he had declared dancing was against our religion (he never attended church with us during my lifetime) so i had to go spend the night with a friend. The dress I bought was white so when we got something to eat after which was in a truck stop some dude said "congratulations" and offered him $10 thinking we had just gotten married. Even at 17 I'm thinking "oh sweet lord this would be the most horrendous marriage ever if this is where we are 20 minutes after getting married". Because he used the $10 to play video games we were late getting back to my friends house to change for the after party. My friends parents had gone out so I didn't get to change so I'm the only idiot sitting there with my big square hair (my friends mom did our hair and make up and holy jeebus, wow! my hair was hyoooooooge and she was a Mary Kay representative and apparently got paid by the pound, I had enough make up on for the entire state of Kansas!) So there I am in my damn "wedding" dress with my fire hazard hair and protective layer of makeup while everybody else got drunk. wheeeeee! cherished prom memories.

For comedic effect, Jessa sticking her head in the bathwater was brilliant, practicality, not so much. I was also thinking of other things that might be in that water and she had just been on her knees so at the very least roll her over again or have Laird lift her to sneak a peek. And a normal bathtub isn't helpful is it??? Any water births I've witnessed (filmed only, no live births) have been in hot tubs actual pools because whoever is catching that baby needs to be opposite and you can't do that in a normal tub plus she just needs more width. And I knew Fran couldn't escape. Good luck Fran.

I also laughed at Deanna attempting to connect through Aiden's music. I think the candles were about mood but yes these people shouldn't be blazing all the electricty 24/7. Even the governor pointed out certain hours, just like noise all the lights at night would attract walkers one would think. In so many respects they should still revert to pioneer times and learn to function sunup to sundown. Use it when necessary but don't be a flashing neon sign "people to eat"

When Rick went through his lil breakdown at the prison, I got really tired of it. We aint got time for you to answer faux phone calls from beyond and see your wife in her dress out in the prison yard. So Sasha is getting old too. And I'm getting annoyed now with 3 episodes in a row they've done the "splash" of guts on our tv screens. I realize it's based on a comic/graphic novel but breaking the 4th wall repeatedly just reminds me I'm watching a show. I don't jump in my chair cuz brain matter is flying at me, it's not a Robert Rodriguez film.

They always have to give Rick an epic fisticuffs session towards the end of the season. Fight with the governor that he was losing and Coral had to watch over him for those few days. Biting somebody's throat out, etc. I don't think Pete would have fought that well, but that's beside the point. They gotta let you know that Shane, Governor, Rick and Darryl are animals at their core, remind you that a gun isn't good enough. Anyone armed can have power, this is about whose will is bigger. Or whose crazier and I love Michonne. :D She alwasy does the right thing.

No way is that Morgan carving into heads, I think he's trailing whoever that is and maybe when he shows up he can slap some sense into Rick like Rick once did for him. Deanna is a politician through and through, ignore a wife beater, and mollify father pee pee pants or whomever comes along, just always have an answer but never accomplish any change. I know they thinned the herds at the prison with stabby sticks and cleared away the bodies. They should have set up traps like either pits or the giant barbed wire pokey sticks ( these are technical terms) Morgan had set up, Michonne made them out of pipe organs from FPP church. Some kind of perimeter and a patrol. The more noise that comes from home base, that's where the walkers are drawn to. So a great big egg timer in the woods to draw them to a pit, roast em every day.

Dewey, go to your happy place...Ron Funches giggles when you poke him in the stomach.

The top picture looks like the 3 of them on the bus to go tape the Talking Dead. I'm so annoyed! I have to go make #!@#$!%#@$!@#@^%#%@$!@%$@#%#%#$%@%$@% CRAB RANGOON NACHOS, it's driving me crazy. They will be in my belly by midnight, or so help me dog, there will be anarchy!

SWEET MERCIFUL MOZAMBIQUE! Ö why do you forsake me? Ménage a trios with my nachos and my rangoons! Holy schnikeys! I'm glad things work out for papa. And if you squeak loud enough make Internet provider knock some off the bill for your inconvenience.

3 words. CRAB RANGOON DIP I broke up with IRISH nachos. I'm starting my own rainbow coalition of love. I've moved on to Asian. He understands me. Nachos was fun, wild but I'm ready for luxurious adventure.

Who got Oregon? :0 Prego dammit

Never heard of it but damn sounds like somebody plageurized something.

Oooh link us to yours or the bestest ones.

Sweet though! Contemplating a casino trip soon. We have a boat. I'd be armed with my $20. If I lose it in the first 5 minutes I got a nice boat ride. Haha. I went to the casinos up in Connecticut last year and they don't pay out. My money was gone in a heartbeat. Vegas at least pays enough to keep you occupied for a few hours.

Seriously I need to talk to the uber people. Now I might call it Reeves, rhymes with Jeeves, fictional chauffeur name. Reeves my bil last name. But at any rate the inconvenience of you having to go back for your vehicle is the least of your problems if you have that big of an issue with losing it all the time.

The guy who spoke at my high school graduation was a drug and alcohol counselor for Navajo youth. He was the first Navajo to go to an Ivy League school. Son of a bitch wiped out a family on Christmas eve. He got on the highway going the wrong direction by going up an exit ramp. He insisted he wasn't drunk, through 3 or 4 trials. His blood alcohol was still way over the limit hours after because he refused to take the blood alcohol on the scene and they got a court order and forced it at the hospital. 4-6 hours after still over!!! Mom and 3 girls died. Father survived with severe medical problems and no family.

I'm not hindering anybody's good time. I'm all in favor of anybody drinking as much as they want. I haven't become some teetotaler over this. I am the designated driver most of the time for my friends cuz I'm too poor to purchase drinks if we go out. If $20 is my limit then I'm only getting a couple. I only ask if there is any question even the slightest chance you don't get behind the wheel. Money was not the issue. He can afford the ride. But he said if I invent the uber that drives him home and his car home then I'd be a millionaire. And honestly I think I did. I'd call it tuber or twofer. You call for uber or whatever service and they have 2 drivers. And they do get you and your car home. Cheaper than rhe bail money. Cheaper than finding a new job or new car.

Friend of mine tried arguing drinking and driving with me. I have a dead brother in law courtesy of an asshat and he knows this. So I was fine with him saying he made it home safe. I believed was not impaired. However he didn't stop there. He then went on to explain that he might have blown a .8 and therefore was legally drunk but he wasn't drunk. He did math for me. 8 beers in 5 hours plus 3 waters. This wasn't making me feel better. I said if you can afford to go out and drink you can take a cab. "Legally" if you were pulled over you still get charged. You still might lose your job etc. why even risk it? Just the fact that you are arguing this point with someone who makes sandwiches at 3 am in a deli on weekends because she's still paying off debt from supporting Her sister for a year after the husband got squished, makes me believe your judgement is impaired. If a person tells you that they prefer YOU to die instead of a stranger if you choose to drive drunk makes me think you should stfu and pick your battles.

Not as weird as me carrying deodorant so that if I died I would have clean smelling pits. Sadly she probly would want like a tshirt that smelled like you. Or your pillow. Skivvies not so nostalgic

Thursday is my Friday. But then I have no Saturday amd Sunday. Oh well. I like big weekends and I cannot lie.

We get dirty on the weekends.

It's my tofu I'll cry if I want to.