Tuesday, August 16, 2005

What Kristin wants, Kristin gets

Hillbilly Mom's been at it again and I, without having many original thoughts in my head these days, am copying off of her and yep, I've been Googling myself again.


Kristin wants a bike, a robot, a dollhouse, and an American Girl doll. And a Red Ryder BB gun with a compass on the stock.

Kristin wants to know about those "just because" maintenence spankings. If we're doing maintenance because of spankings I'm thinking we're spanking too hard.

Kristin wants to be reminded of your birthday each year by email. Not like I'll buy you anything, but hey go ahead and remind me.

Kristin wants to become a professional basketball player. HA! I'm 5 foot 2 AND A QUARTER. I doubt I can be a professional Oompa Loompa.

Kristin wants to do 41 things. Hey, I don't want to overexert myself.

Kristin wants to play, and she's doing it with pizzazz Friday, May 24. So mark your calendars, folks. When I do it with pizzazz you won't soon forget it.

KRISTIN WANTS TO SEE IN 2005. Because I was blind in 2004?

Kristin wants to do at the end of a shoot is get home to her husband and children. Yeah, after a shooting the last place I'm going is home. I'm going to my secret hide-out until the heat dies down and the cops are off my trail. Oh, a shoot - oh, okay, my bad. Yeah, I can go ahead and go home after that.

Kristin wants to share a room. The hell I do! Who told you that? I like my space. Go away.

Kristin wants everyone in Detroit. But I'm not picky.

Kristin wants a stable, marriage-bound man. No, I don't. I want one that is wild, reckless, crazy and has been known to run with scissors a few times in his life.

Kristin wants him and Aldo to have dinner at her place. As long as you bring a covered dish. What? You can't expect me to do ALL the cookin', now can ya?

Kristin wants to be my business partner. As long as I don't have to give you any money up front.

Kristin wants a marker. Because I want to draw a picture for the world's refrigerator.

Kristin wants to spend some time thinking about the best approach for this list. And I'm thinking now that the best approach would've been to not approach.

Kristin wants me to go so badly. It's one of those "Don't go away mad, just go away" things.

Kristin wants Tommy to make a charitable gesture to the City Zoo. By way of my personal checking account.

Kristin wants to walk the streets of New York. In my new 5-inch heels, fur coat and mini skirt.

Kristin wants to find out all about the new girl and be nice to her for just 3 or 4 days. But just for 3 or 4 days. That is all the nice I can do.

Kristin wants to bring her baby. Because DHS really frowns when I leave it somewhere.

Kristin wants to sell me one of those berets that they wore in the Olympics. Oui! Oui!

Kristin wants to say hi. So uh . . . hi.

4 comments:

Hillbilly Mom said...

You'll shoot your eye out, kid! And while you're wanting, how's about I throw in one of those pretty leg lamps, too?

I laughed out loud at the spanking maintenance and sharing a room. I think we have too much fun with these things.

~April~ said...

oh, oh, DO ME! DO ME!!!!! wait, that sounds so gay, hehehe Yes, DO ME! DO ME!!!!!!

scrapper said...

I'm about to pee my pants!! Everyone is in bed here and I am trying not to laugh so loud I wake them up! My poor dog thinks I have developed some kind of nuerological disorder I am shaking so bad! Thanks for the laugh!!

Redneck Diva said...

HillbillyMom-My uncle's kids actually got him a leg lamp I think it was last Christmas! It was too hilarious.

April-I will do no such thing! If you want done, go do it yourself!

Scrapper-Those late night trying not to wake the house laughing fits are so much fun!