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What I'm Talkin' About:
Just Keepin' It Real
and now we have proof. Thanks Allie.
They say a picture is worth a thousand words. But, I swear I can smell that from here! You are priceless....EFH
I HATE when that happens! My worst experience was when I was in Girl Scouts (years and years ago), I went into my scout leader's house wearing a nasty-smelling poo on my shoe. Didn't realize it till I had traipsed all over her house and up her stairs. Said scout leader did NOT keep her cool and I started bawling...As crappy as the situation is (pun intended, obviously) I've decided not to freak out about it in future dog-poo situations, precisely because of the upsetting situation I (barely) lived through in the first paragraph.Sorry that you had to clean it up though! YUCK!
LOL!!! Sorry I've been MIA lately, things have been so hectic. I'm laughing that the day I come to visit, you have this up. Sort of like my week so far. ha!
Mindee, You're Welcome :) lolEFH, ha ha...you would've definitely smelled it on my foot that hot day.DangGina, Oh girl...what a bad experience. My goodness. I would have been traumatized.Amy, You've been a busy lady so I completely understand. Some weeks are certainly easier than others. Ha!
Yep....I have done that a time or two as well. I am always relieved when I find I have shoes on when it happens. (Yes, it has happened to me barefoot. YUCK!!!)
My husband really gripes @#$%^&#$%^ when this happens while he is weed eating..
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