Leo’s Titanic Secret
Leonardo DiCaprio is a hermaphrodite. He just looks like one of those children that could have gone either way.
Leonardo DiCaprio is a hermaphrodite. He just looks like one of those children that could have gone either way.
Mom: did I ever tell you about the time we kidnapped your dad?
Me: no
Mom: well I’m not gonna tell you now either, might incriminate myself
Mom: some other time when nobody’s around
Me: whaat
Mom: I will say this…I never saw your father as scared as he was that night! Hehe
Hello Sweetness,
Had a good sleep, woke up a bit early.
Had an interesting dream of flooding, electrical outages and race riots where you and I were staying at a B&B on some island owned and run by Joy Bayhart (the loud one on The View). I took over cooking, although her freezers were primarily packed with salami.
XOXO
Mom
After I spoke to you I checked on Barry. No bat in the mixing bowl. So we took the bedroom apart. Sheets, bedspread, magazines, drawers, pulled apart the mattress. No bat. Bob thought he crawled into one of the many holes in the floor to die. I was okay with that, I was sad but it was cool he was dead. About nine p.m., we were watching a movie on TV, everything is dark, and the bat starts flying around the room past our heads. AAAAAGGG! So I ran in the bedroom, slammed the door and Bob caught Barry with a fishing net and tossed him outside. What an experience! No more bat rehabilitation. Ever.
me: very funny little donut shop
me: you should look it up, voodoo donut shop in portland
mom: i can get panties from there lol
me: thanks for that image
I HAD THE STRANGEST DREAM LAST NIGHT, I DREAMED I WAS IN EUROPE AT A SPA WITH MADONNA AND WE WERE HANGING OUT LIKE WE WERE BFF’S. ANYWAY BEFORE YOU COULD GO THRU THE SPA YOU HAD TO HAVE ALL YOUR BODY HAIR REMOVED BY THESE LITTLE BOYS. SO I WASN’T HAVING ANY OF IT. IT WAS SO WEIRD. AND THESE PEOPLE DIDN’T SEEM TO KNOW WHO MADONNA WAS SO WE STARTED SINGING “LIKE A VIRGIN.” AND THEN MY ALARM WENT OFF.
Backstory: please note: my mom is NOT a psychologist, counselor, or anything of the like that would warrant her holding some kind of ‘seminar’ for us.
I have an idea for a communications/empathy seminar for the 2 of us ([your husband] could be there too) that would take maybe half an hour if you’re interested.
I think I’ll get the tree the 6th or 7th.
Thanks for the baby doodads.
l,
M
Hi
TRIED TO GET YOU A LITTLE WHILE AGO BUT YOUR PHONE ACTED LIKE IT WAS DEAD. IT WENT RIGHT TO VOICEMAIL. I WAS AT DOLLAR GENERAL THIS AM AND THEY HAD BIG BOTTLES OF BORIC ACID. GET A PLASTIC SPOON AND CARELFULLY SPRINLE SOME IN THAT CRACK ALL ALONG THE BACK OF THE COUNTER . I THINK THAT WILL HELP ALOT. I WILL GET THAT RECIPE FOR YOU, ITHINK VICKI AND PETE WENT TO THE ISLAND TIL MONDAY NIGHT
LOVE, MOM
We have been in the woods almost every weekend working on the camp. Murdering trees, shredding the evidence, splitting murdered trees, stacking split murdered trees, burning murdered trees. Generally the whole tree murdering cycle.
And drinking at the bar.
Hi Darling. Michael Phelps shaves his pits.
M
Mom: Oh, I saw pics of him
Mom: I didn’t think he’d be your type
Me: he’s not, really
Mom: I sort of wrote him off as a poonhound
Mom: he has that look about him
Me: I don’t think so
Me: but good use of the word “poonhound”, mom
Mom: thanks, it’s one of my favourites
Surprise, I am writing you an email.
I NEED HELP AND SOON, BEFORE I STARVE TO DEATH !!!!
I am guessing that you are wondering how come I’m doing this — it’s just because I am locked into my computer room and cannot get out. I was trying to put a door knob on the door and got started, but the thing went completely closed as I was trying to see if it was going to fit — and now here I am having to stoop so low as to write an email to you to see if you could call someone to come get me out. My phones, of course, are all in the other room. I thought that perhaps you could call Beverly and have her and Howie come over and get me out. If you happen to have Tami’s number then call her.
Anyhow, can you get me out of here. I guess I’ll just play games on the computer until someone lets me out of here. Send me an email to let me know you are doing this for me.
Hi Jim! I thought I’d get details about Katie today. Wrong. Barbara didn’t say a thing. She doesn’t know that we know. And Roberta said Tommy is back at Christine’s. Again. Your Uncle Cappy had a little accident chopping wood today. [Again} He cut off a big chunk of his thumb. Sandy followed the ambulance to the hospital and hit a Fed-Ex truck and totalled her car. That’s not all. She suffered bruises to her heart, and is in the hospital. Cappy was released. He’s home, with Emily and baby of course. We’ll know more tomorrow. Say a prayer for all of them. Love, Mom xoxoxoxoxo
I locked myself out again last night and your brother was at work. It was 8:30 pm. I had to tear the screen out of John’s small window and somehow hoist myself into the house. My arms were badly scratched and bleeding and my upper legs are black and blue. It was hard to climb into the window as it was very high and nothing outside to stand on. I hate his door locks.
Jeff and Becky are on the way to Kentucky. Suzy’s water broke and she is in labor. The baby was not due until June 14. Jeff is so hoping this is a good sign. Suzy had slept with her ex-husband 3 weeks before the one night stand with Jeff and since the baby is coming earlier than originally predicted Jeff is hoping this means it is not his child. Becky will keep me posted. Suzy’s ex does not even know she is in labor. He does know that she is pregnant and would like the child to be his. Suzy, however, wants it to be Jeff’s and wants Jeff there for the birth. Becky says it takes 5 days for the DNA results to come back but she feels like if this is Jeff’s baby she will know the minute she sees it. The dominant eye brows that Jeff and Vicky have seem to be a dominate gene carried in the family and she feels like the baby will have some characteristics of Jeff if in fact it is his son.