"I choked on his product and blew my nose on his blanket."

Sunday, April 25, 2010

internet, meet my mother.

Until my mom gets a new router, we just have cable internet hooked up to her desktop computer. Since we both use the internet at home pretty often we just share her desktop during the day and I hook up my laptop in the other room when she goes to bed. I'm usually signed in to Digsby and this is what happens when she kicks me off the computer for a few minutes to check her email:



Also,

“furry dave” : sup
singwxoutareason: the unknown
“furry dave” : yeah?
singwxoutareason: i was typing a poem in an email and the program locked up and i wrote 'the unknown' and it landed in your im. i'm sissa's mom. lol
singwxoutareason: LOL OMG MY MOM
“furry dave” : yeah
singwxoutareason: ahahahahahhahahaha h god
singwxoutareason: are you super creeped out?
“furry dave” : yes
singwxoutareason: i wish you typed, "wheres bush???"
“furry dave” : i shouldve
singwxoutareason: bahahahha are you scarred?
“furry dave” : yes
singwxoutareason: lololollo im so so so so sorry
singwxoutareason: but
singwxoutareason: LOL


Yeah, my mom ends up messaging guys that IM me when their windows pop up.

This is why I'm single.

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