This belongs as a scary stories post.

I’ll have what she’s having…

Erg, I’m the last person to ask, I’ll probably be in the greys forever. Ask someone like Unrepentant Punk, they’re a very cool commenter, and will most likely give you the lowdown.

What’s with the “I giveth my breasts to you…” pose?

Oh please! I hope she never changes in to a screaming, skull face like that one.

I will pay you spousal support if you would make sure he stays at your house.

I posted these to other commenters questions, so sorry if you already saw them, but here are a few of the “events” (as we call them).

The first time I saw her, or should I say part of her, I was sitting up in bed thumbing through a rather large book, about 11”x14” (DIY upholstery), which I had sitting on my chest/stomach. The bed faced the door to the room, which was 3/4 open, to the living area. There were a lamp on in the living area and the light…

Yikes, my father thought he’d live to be 100, having his spirit around would be horrific. Ugh, so happy he’s dead, he made life hell.

I did make a little speech - I was happy she was still in the house and hoped that any changes we made met her approval, just don’t frighten my child. We never feel nervous, although the door thing has been kinda unsettling, it’s just a generally weird “Okayay!?! Did I just see…..that…. um…. it didn’t bite... I’m…

She’s probably annoyed that my, or should I say our, house is always a mess.

She used to play with our hair, I asked her to stop because it tickles and scares my child, she did. I get glimpses of her sprinting past every once in a while, she wears shorts. A few months after moving in, I was several feet away from the stove, when I saw a wooden spatula I had left laying on the rim of a…

Holy crap, that’s f’ing frightening!

Please repost your post?

Trump was born in New York City in 1946, the son of real estate tycoon Fred Trump. Fred Trump’s business success not only provided Donald Trump with a posh youth of private schools and economic security but eventually blessed him with an inheritance worth an estimated $40 million to $200 million. It is critical to…

He graduated from Wharton in ‘68 so, $6,926,607.66.

He’d make our life hell.

He’d make our life hell.

ARGH! Well, I hope your find the energy to start his up again. It’s always been a fun reprieve from the drudgery that is most of my week.

The Golden Age of Hollywood, most likely, consisted of more than 20% women, yet that’s how this film seems to be cast.