Author Topic: My mom... again.  (Read 8230 times)

Pfft, this is nothing.


Did I ever tell you about the time me and my buddy Keith went to Knott's Berry Farm and I tripped? I got up and was all like, "That floor was trololololing me."

Honestly, you're a pusillanimous individual.
I've dealt with this my whole life with my brother. Only he actually hits me and stuff.

You're pissed off because she was playing with you?
Get a sense of humor, pain is involved sometimes.
I learned that the hard way.


Honestly, you're a pusillanimous individual.
I've dealt with this my whole life with my brother. Only he actually hits me and stuff.

Yeah, same here.

Did I ever tell you about the time me and my buddy Keith went to Knott's Berry Farm and I tripped? I got up and was all like, "That floor was trololololing me."
One time, the army bombed my buddy keith.

"My mother was trying to play around with me and I got injured in the process! To help the situation, I should rant on the forums about it!"

Okay, this isn't about a cup being thrown away, or easter sucking. This third time... my Mom actually did something bad.
My mom died. Get the forget over it you brat.

Seriously, what the forget is wrong with you? Your mother tries playing around with you and being nice and you come on the forums to complain about it like she just cut your loving hand off.
« Last Edit: May 14, 2011, 04:44:04 PM by yuki »

Stopped reading at FarmVille


and you fell on a floor that probably has a carpet. boo woo.

Seriously, get off the loving computer and go tell your mother you loving love her right now. She puts up with your bullstuff all the loving time, she loving raised you, and you make it a deal to bitch and moan about a trivial incident, on the internet. God forget what the hell is wrong with you



You're pissed off because she was playing with you?
Get a sense of humor, pain is involved sometimes.
This.
Also, the story is so exaggerated I don't even.