To my neighbors: Please stop asking me how my mother is doing. You have known her for some time and you also have her number. You can call her and find out for yourself.


Dear people who haven't seen me in a long time:

Stop asking me the same questions. I am tired of having the same long drawn out conversations about my mother, my sisters, my brother, etc., etc.? If you really wanted to know how everyone was doing you would look us up and call. The number has been the same for the last 32 years and guess what -- it's listed!! I am not a celebrity and neither are my siblings. The way you approach me you would think my name is Latoya and I had a brother named Michael. :rolleyes:

Dear Cousin,

Please Please Please, stop letting the dog lick your 2 year-old on the mouth. That has got to be the most disgusting thing I've seen since Flavor of Love. :p

To the Guy that lives down the hall,
Please stop knocking on my door trying to talk to me. I don't like you. The first time I slammed the door in your face should have given you the hint that I don't like you. The times I don't answer the door should affirm that I don't like you.

Why do some people just never get hints?

Soror, I got two words for you: RESTRAINING ORDER :)

Sorhors Royal Rain and Bluereign,

Too funny and to the other post about the cousin letting the dog lick the child on the mouth - I just want to know why do people would want to kiss a pet? Why? Why? Why?

Serioussigma22:cool: