Saturday, May. 10, 2003 - 11:24 am
Um... I'm sorry.
This relationship just isn't working for me.
I'm at www.dailypreciousness.org now. So change that bookmark.
Dear Mom,
You were always there for me, especially that day you hurled a gallon of neopolitan ice cream at me from half-way across the room. My tiny, 10-year-old body couldn't take the full force of the blow, so I fell down and my head struck the floor. And I've never been the same since!
I thought you'd enjoy some mother's day thoughts from Fark, especially since I'm not sending you anything in the mail.
It's all from Fark...
These are best the mother's day cards from those wacky guys at fark.
"Mom, I love you. No, I mean I REALLY love you. Your snookums, Oedipus."
or how about
"Thanks for staying with Dad for so long," right next to a picture of a beaten and bruised, forelorn wife. "Now get your lazy, go**amned *ss back in the kitchen!" Cute.
Or, with a picture of two sheep:
"Mom, there are no words that can express what this day means to me. None. Love, your clone, Dolly."
Gotta love Fark for crazy, farked up humor like that. Happy mother's day, Mom, even though you never read my diaryland entries. (Actually, that's probably best that you don't read them... that way you can "play innocent" when the FBI comes to ask questions.)
Hugs,
J
