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What a super classy woman, your mother!

She is right out of central casting. Seriously, if you were to put an actor in a costume, hair and make-up, like this, it would be a cliche.

His definition of a traditional marriage must be for husbands to constantly cheat on their wives. He was a serial cheater. His most longest affair was with, Jennifer Fitzgerald.

She’s a fucking lowlife.

So relieved. Thank you for the clarification.

I have a parent who lives across the street from a congress member for our state, this person is very seldom at home. It wasn’t till I volunteered for their campaign did I find out how much time they actually spend working on behalf of their constituents. (This member also sleeps in their office but will not have it

What the hell did Gonzo ever do to you?

In my early twenties, I used to do the window displays, at their Las Vegas store, in the early 80s. All the sporting goods, and other leisure stuff (blankets, hammocks….) were 1st rate, made in Europe or the USA. I still think about this beautiful picnic basket for two, equipped with English bone china, bamboo

Mimi Rodgers had to use his dirt against him when their divorce started to get ugly.

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