Thursday, December 13, 2007

Mean Girls

My sister, who happens to be a girl...a mean one, turned me on to this. Now since we don't have a TV we watch the DVDs supplied by the aforementioned wicked sibling.
We are HOOKED...HARD AND FAST.
So you're asking "why, if she supplies us with such wonderful addictions, is she so bad?"
Let me tell you a little story...
This weekend my wife, who is also a Sister in the "Nefarious Sorority," is going down to Woodland without me and will see my sister. I, in a panicked state, forbade her to watch the series, in fact I went so far as to "request" that she not go anywhere that my sister and a electronic digital viewing device are sharing the same space and time. As some of you know my wife, you cannot make such statements or "requests" without a raised eyebrow of defiance for an answer. So faced with that I contacted my sister...who was no help and even though she is sick, with a cold, I could actually hear her brighten up as she was trying to devise a way that she and the wife could watch it this weekend.
Wicked Tricksies!
After exhausting my impotent decrees to both of them, my sister asks if I noticed the "Jacob Loves You" scrawled on the cover of the DVD she has posted on her blog. ARGHHHH!!!!

So I enlisted the help of my eldest nefew, who has his own stylistic blog now, to sequester the DVD until a time that would be suitable for ALL parties to be involved in the viewing.
If he gets grounded I will rescue him...

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Help me, Help me!

Anonymous said...

Bwahahahahaha

Anonymous said...

I'm the good sister... YEAH!!!!!! Can I have a plaque made???? Can I have a tierra at Christmas?? I LOVE this!! Shingles or not, I am so happy - I feel like I just won a grammy or something!!! WOW - I'm the good sister!!!!!!!!!

Nellie said...

I feel for you, Brett!

Anonymous said...

yea, ok for all those who were feeling so sorry for the husband...he is now down in Woodland watching the Lost episodes WITHOUT me and without asking me, and I never even looked at the cover when I was down there. This tricksie is about to really get evile. Like maybe husband will sleep in the kitchen with our 3 stinky farting snoring bostons when he gets home?!