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Since apparently everyone who’s just discovered what the Forward button in the email means, and they’ve decided to test that by sending me the same freaking list over and over, I feel like I have to offer some commentary on some of the list.
Sunny Side Up and Shine have also already commented on their favorites on the list. I’ll try my best not to duplicate their efforts. Unless I disagree, then all bets are off. Sorry ladies.
4. How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
Who the hell cares? Roll it into a ball and shove it in your closet like everyone else. It’s a freaking bed sheet, not your best three-piece suit; wrinkles are ok, you’re just going to wrinkle it anyway.
6. The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to finish a text.
The only time I look forward to a red light is when I can get out of my car and beat the person who almost just hit me because they were texting while driving.
9. Was learning cursive really necessary?
No. Doubly so now that I hardly write checks anymore.
21. If Carmen San Diego and Waldo got together, their children would probably just be completely invisible.
Or in an a capella group. Either way, their kids would be fun at first and then you’d get bored with them really fast. By the time their kids were 10, nobody would want to play with them anymore
24. Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVD’s? I don’t want to restart my collection.
We already did. Unless you know someone with an HD-DVD and Blu-Ray player.
31. As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.
Speaking as a cyclist: you’re a dick. I’m not an aggressive cyclist, because I know full well that cars weigh about 3000 times more than me and would probably win in a fight, but I can’t stand the drivers who are talking on their cell phones and texting giving you the “how dare you be on my road†look.
“Hang on honey, I think I just hit a cyclist again….no no, don’t worry, I’ll still get milk on the way home…hang on, I have a incoming text I have to read…oh shit, hit a pedestrian.â€
32. Sometimes I’ll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
Get a digital watch. Better yet, use your cell phone like everyone else.
It’s Friday folks, go drink many beers.
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about 2 years ago
I don't roll my fitted sheets in a ball. I pull them straight out of the dryer and put them on the bed.
I kind of think the texting thing was meant as an "after stopped" excitement. But probably not.
I write in cursive everyday.
I do know people who are really excited about Blu-Ray. I laugh at them. I would still be watching VHS if they made them. I can tell almost no difference in the movies I watch. Plus, I don't care.
I hate cyclists who get in front of me and pedal at approximately five miles per hour. I just do. There must be other places you can do this besides in front of cars on a busy road. I keep my distance and I've never hit a cyclist, but it's pretty obnoxious on occasion.
I can even look down at my digital watch or my phone three times and not know what time it is. This wasn't about not being able to tell time, it's about not actually looking at the watch when you look at it. I'm guessing it's an attention span thing.
about 2 years ago
I want to see this full list.
Please.
about 2 years ago
I keep getting the list too. It's undoubtedly funny, but this one bugs me:
"I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger."
Do you also have a hard time deciphering the not-so-fine line between your chin and your neck waddle? If so, there might just be a correlation.
about 2 years ago
Interesting that your list had several that mine didn't. Wonder just how many of these are floating around out there? And just how many bloggers are posting it with their comments?