Saturday, February 20, 2010

I HATE IT WHEN THAT HAPPENS

Have you ever seen people blow their nose and then look at the kleenex to see what came out? I hate it when that happens.

Have you ever stepped outside, bare footed, and stepped in dog poop? Yeh, I hate it when that happens.

Have you ever watched people sample treats right out of the bulk foods bin? I hate it when that happens.

Have you ever watched people dig in their ears with keys and/or bobby pins? Yes . . . I hate it when that happens.

Have you ever grabed fruit out of the refrigerator and discover your hand has been engulfed in mold? Yep, I
hate it when that happens.

Have you ever kept the flowers your loving husband gave you just a little too long and they have turned into slime? I hate it when that happens.

Have you ever had a tiny little abrasion in your nose and it hurts like all get out and you can't blow out the scab? Yeh, I hate it when that happens.

Have you ever squeezed a pimple and viewed the contents hit the mirror? Umm, I hate it when that happens.

Have you ever vomited in the kitchen sink? I hate it when that happens.

Have you ever discovered a used condom on the beach? Yep, I hate it when that happens.

Have you ever put chewed gum on your dinner plate to save for later? Huh, I hate it when that happens.

Have you ever experienced a dog sneezing in your face? I hate it when that happens.

Have you ever fallen in the toilet because your husband left the seat up? Yes, I hate it when that happens.

Have you ever had to clear out a bath tub because a child has pooped in it? Yeh, I hate it when that happens.

I haven't done any of this stuff :)

1 comment:

  1. me neither...ummm....nope...not every.single.thing.on.this.list....no maam!

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