When you are cooking eggs, hand me the shell. I like to crush them up in my hands.
Refer to me as Miss B.
Quote “Twin Peaks” to me in my presence. (You may actually get tongued for that one.)
Talk to children like they aren’t retarded. They deserve better.
Point out to me any juicy, tabloid-y articles about Rachel from “For Love or Money.”
Wear one of those John Edwards is Hot t-shirts.
Make me a mix CD I can actually hear.
Offer me Cheet-os. Mmmm, Cheet-os.
Notice that I’ve lost 12 pounds since joining the gym.
Ask for my opinion on wine, then take it.
Don’t mention that I look like “that chick from Roseanne.”
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Miss B, you look like that chick from Roseanne — if she lost weight. In fact, you’re starting to resemble a Douglas fir — majestic!!
^__-
I only eat Faithfull-O’s, the snack of Marianne Faithfull.
OK, Miss B. I can take a hint. I was that very guy who said in another entry of yours that you look like that older girl from Roseanne. But ya see, I was, like, madly in love with that girl back then.
*runs for my life before I am pasted by Miss B or force fed Cheetos*
You aren’t the only one, Cory. It happens all the time.
I’ll be back to liking you again tomorrow.
Yay! It’s tomorrow now! (well, in my time zone, anyhow)
Now I hate you, Cory.
:’(
I think the chick from Rosanne looks like you Brittney… not the other way around.
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