Mystified

Random blatherings, frequent lurking.

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Thru process of elimination we have determined that the middle child is #11.
1- he was talking to the girls
2- he has the boo boo on his elbow wrapped
3- the coach yelled his name

At least he’s getting to play!

Thru process of elimination we have determined that the middle child is #11.
1- he was talking to the girls
2- he has the boo boo on his elbow wrapped
3- the coach yelled his name

At least he’s getting to play!

Filed under high school football

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jamietheignorantamerican:

do you ever just get to that point in an argument where you’re just done and the other person thinks that means they’ve won?

like no, you didn’t win. you’re not ‘right’. all that means is that you have literally exhausted me to the point where I don’t care anymore and I have opted out of continuing this discussion.

This happens when talking to teenagers often. What is it about 17 year old boys? Probably girls too, I just have boys.

(via mybigfatgaylife)

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The Zumba class I took at noon was in the same time slot formerly occupied by the seniorcise class bussed in from the nearest old folks home. 

It was like the set of Cocoon in there, except without the infusion of alien energy. I felt like a spring chicken. 

Somehow the dude instructor couldn’t figure out why they weren’t singing along and rubbing sexy moves with the choreography. 

1985 reference right there for ya. You’re welcome

The Zumba class I took at noon was in the same time slot formerly occupied by the seniorcise class bussed in from the nearest old folks home.

It was like the set of Cocoon in there, except without the infusion of alien energy. I felt like a spring chicken.

Somehow the dude instructor couldn’t figure out why they weren’t singing along and rubbing sexy moves with the choreography.

1985 reference right there for ya. You’re welcome

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Clueless

Like, I totally am not on here enough to know what the hell is going on.

I see birthday posts, and gratitude for support dealing with family/life issues and I’m usually thinking huh? What? What did I miss?

Sometimes it becomes obvious that I only follow one half of the equation and therefore only see the results of drama, or venting.

Just known that if I heart your post, I’ve read it and am in agreement with, feel empathy for, or have enjoyed it in some way.

Filed under like ya know