Me, Rae, Kaleb and Rae's sister Ash were all in the bedroom last night. Kaleb was crawling around, and then stopped and proceeded to spit up on the floor. I opened my mouth to tell Rae and ask where the baby wipes were, but before I could get more than her name out of my mouth the puppy licked it all up. *shudders*
(This so appeals to my dark side) Ash has a 'stalker' who likes to text her and not tell her who he/she is. Rae said to tell the person this - If you don't stop texting me, I'm going to hunt you down and rip out your still beating heart and smash it into the ground just for the fun of it. *pauses* I'm pretty sure she *didn't* sent anything that graphic, but whatever she *did* send stopped the text messages.
Which leads me into the story of *my* sister's stalker, from about six years ago -
Trish:(on phone) "Hello?"
Stalker: "Hey."
Trish: "Who's this?"
Stalker: "Your stalker!"
Trish: (super excited voice) "Really?! I have a stalker?! That's so cool!"
Stalker: "..."
Trish: "Well, if you're stalking me, then what do I look like?"
Stalker: "...I don't know."
Trish: *huffs* "Well, then you're not a very good stalker, are you?" *hangs up*
The End
(This so appeals to my dark side) Ash has a 'stalker' who likes to text her and not tell her who he/she is. Rae said to tell the person this - If you don't stop texting me, I'm going to hunt you down and rip out your still beating heart and smash it into the ground just for the fun of it. *pauses* I'm pretty sure she *didn't* sent anything that graphic, but whatever she *did* send stopped the text messages.
Which leads me into the story of *my* sister's stalker, from about six years ago -
Trish:(on phone) "Hello?"
Stalker: "Hey."
Trish: "Who's this?"
Stalker: "Your stalker!"
Trish: (super excited voice) "Really?! I have a stalker?! That's so cool!"
Stalker: "..."
Trish: "Well, if you're stalking me, then what do I look like?"
Stalker: "...I don't know."
Trish: *huffs* "Well, then you're not a very good stalker, are you?" *hangs up*
The End
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I'm glad your all cheered up nows though, or at least you seem to be
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God help the bastard if he stopped stalking me.