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Most boring Saturday EVER

Cassie said:
This particular Saturday (yesterday!) was more boring than usual. I'm reading a slightly crappy book (one of my friends gave it rave reviews so I promised to read it blech) the rest of my family wanted to go out to the lake where my uncle and his batshit crazy girlfriend were camping, but I really really didn't want to go because the mosquitoes are so bad and it is so freaking hot.. itchy and sweaty is worse than bored. The batshit crazy girlfriend would have been entertaining though. I should have gone just for that. She is truly crazy, twitchy crazy. My grandma fears for my uncles life. The woman enjoys going to the Dr.. she goes constantly, has more colonoscopies than anyone I've known, plus she talks about how she smacked her dad in the face with a cast iron skillet knocking his teeth out.. my uncle pays close attention when she tells that story.

OH well.. there's always next year!
Why did she hit her dad in the face with a cast iron skillet, knocking his teeth out? That is the kind of stuff I like to know.
 
Well he apparently abused her and her sisters constantly when they were little children. The most I know is that he was a fanatic and perfectionist and that he went into screaming rages if there were footprints in their carpet or if the carpet didn't get vacuumed in perfectly straight lines.. just weird crap like that. I'm not sure if he molested them, but he did beat them. I'm not exactly sure what the last straw was that caused her to smash him in the face.

I do know that she went on to mentally abuse her own children by making them get up in the middle of the night to vacuum and rewash clean laundry and other psycho cleaning things. I meant it when I said she was batshit crazy, she could give Jillian (I miss you Jill!) a run for her money. One of the fun things we do to secretly make fun of her is to ask her how many loads of laundry she's done on any day, the answer is always 5. It doesn't matter if you ask her at 8am or 8pm she's always done 5 loads of laundry. There are only my uncle and her living in their house, how she has 5 loads a day is beyond me.
 
I drove an hour to get COMIX yesterday.

I was not bored.
 
I have never been bored - til I met ______, one of my relatives.
Now, she is boring. I try to limit our interaction to small doses now. plus, she's really old, so I figure I can hang on til she buys the farm.

Otherwise, life is too short and too full of wonder to be bored.
 
I had people over and "got to" give them a tour of Harvard Square and wait while they went shopping.

FUN!
 
You should have given them a tour of the local sex toy shop.
 
I went Mackerel fishing on the North Sea whilst people were frantically trying to ring me from work.

I didn't have the heart to tell them that the sea was rough, the diesel engine was loud and when we stopped it was Mackerel Crazy JUMP JUMP JUMP time.

It was fun, I eventually put my rod down as they were too easy to catch. I barbied about 30 that night and gave the rest to neighbours. My hand still smell as I filleted about 100.

That was my Saturday
 
If you're bored than you're boring--Harvey Danger.
 
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These will probably all red x by tomorrow anyway. Shit. Oh well.
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