Monday, June 1, 2009

My Blog Army

These two are forever making fun of my blog....have they read it, NO! But still the make fun of me and my blog every night at dinner.
The other night I was trying to defend myself saying I have over 175 readers and how people are actually interested in what I have to say. Just then the extra hairy one turns to the facial hair monster and says: Yeah, you better watch it, Mom's gonna get her BLOG ARMY to kick your ass!

That was funny, I must admit, but just so you all know, as followers and readers of my BLOG, you may be asked to one day come to my house and kick my bad ass kids BUTTS! I see you as Gene Simmons see the Kiss Army, you are my BLOG ARMY. In my dreams your are these super hot amazon women, and we all drink like fish, lots of Vodka and Redbull and everyone one wants to be us (all other other lame women) and the Men want to totally "get to know us" if ya know what I mean, and I of course am your UBER hot fearless leader. Just saying...maybe it's the codeine talking...

7 comments:

  1. I'm in-with scissors and a freakin' razor!

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  2. This is funny because I called followers my blog army for months! Until I decided on mob instead. If you join my mob, we offer protection and fun and we'll let you add your hits to the hitlist! :) And I joined your army too. It's win-win.

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  3. Just say the word, girlfriend.I'm there - in for the rumble. They don't stand a chance - I have an extra hairy one at home that I deal with daily.

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  4. I am actually quite amazonian (5'10 in flats), so I am so in for the drinking like fish and intimidating all the poor men ('cause you know they would be). Tell the naysayers that we think you ROCK. :)

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  5. See they can't read it because if they did then they couldn't make fun of you anymore.

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  6. lol at piece o coconut! You are funny! I like you. I just joined your army. Oh yeah, I like all your "girly" pink obsessions. I'm having issues with my daughter now. She's starting to have an opinion and won't wear certain cute outfits I pick out for her. (She's 2) wth?? I don't know. But I have some pent up aggression, so if you want, I can bring some pretty wicked Ginsu knifes and some egg beaters. I'm in. Just say the word. ;)

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I love you Darling, really! Thank you!