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Hmm, Googles Image search looks a little bit different now
Did you read online about Melania Trump's jacket? - now she is getting some flack (no pun intended) for wearing the wrong jacket when visiting some kids at a detention centre
Apparently it had something written on the back that seemed inappropriate - wonder if it was intentional or she just wasn't thinking?
trump and he aid or spokesperson said it had to do with her response to the fake media or some silly and stupid thing. I had some type of respect for her and thought she got picked on for not a good reason and to kind of leave her alone she is just a wife of a president who did not even want to be put into this role, as i think she just whanted to be a socialite or something, but after seeing her in this jacket i have no more respect for her, she must just be this tone def
on the bus this morning to my job placental place i was thinking that tabby s book One On One would make a good teen age or a good movie.
....do they have an interview womb?......
Neesy
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Yes - pretty dumb move on her part - she needs some lessons on protocol
I have this neighbor lady, we've been neighbors for 30 years. Our kids were the same age. And she has spent a lifetime being the nastiest Gladys Kravitz ever.
My house is currently gray with the trim red and accents of white. It looks very cottagy, very neat and clean. When I painted it that color, she sauntered across the street to tell me that it looked like an "Indian Casino" and she hated it.
Well, I am currently repainting my trim. The house, again, is gray. The primer I put on that red is gray. I saw my neighbor making her way across the street and I said to her, "Go Home Gladys." (not her real name) .
She gets across the street and says, "I love it!"
I told her, "Settle down, it's just the primer."
And she rolls her eyes at me and says, "I suppose it's going to be purple."
I said, "Look. Would you rather deal with my paint color choices, or would you prefer I sell my house to some meth smokin', gang bangin' crack heads?"
She said, "I'll go home and think about it and let you know."
Just so ya'all know, I am painting the trim navy blue against the gray house and white windows, shutters, gutters. It will look so nice. BUT, here's the kicker --
my front door is going to be
My house is currently gray with the trim red and accents of white. It looks very cottagy, very neat and clean. When I painted it that color, she sauntered across the street to tell me that it looked like an "Indian Casino" and she hated it.
Well, I am currently repainting my trim. The house, again, is gray. The primer I put on that red is gray. I saw my neighbor making her way across the street and I said to her, "Go Home Gladys." (not her real name) .
She gets across the street and says, "I love it!"
I told her, "Settle down, it's just the primer."
And she rolls her eyes at me and says, "I suppose it's going to be purple."
I said, "Look. Would you rather deal with my paint color choices, or would you prefer I sell my house to some meth smokin', gang bangin' crack heads?"
She said, "I'll go home and think about it and let you know."
Just so ya'all know, I am painting the trim navy blue against the gray house and white windows, shutters, gutters. It will look so nice. BUT, here's the kicker --
my front door is going to be
I have this neighbor lady, we've been neighbors for 30 years. Our kids were the same age. And she has spent a lifetime being the nastiest Gladys Kravitz ever.
My house is currently gray with the trim red and accents of white. It looks very cottagy, very neat and clean. When I painted it that color, she sauntered across the street to tell me that it looked like an "Indian Casino" and she hated it.
Well, I am currently repainting my trim. The house, again, is gray. The primer I put on that red is gray. I saw my neighbor making her way across the street and I said to her, "Go Home Gladys." (not her real name) .
She gets across the street and says, "I love it!"
I told her, "Settle down, it's just the primer."
And she rolls her eyes at me and says, "I suppose it's going to be purple."
I said, "Look. Would you rather deal with my paint color choices, or would you prefer I sell my house to some meth smokin', gang bangin' crack heads?"
She said, "I'll go home and think about it and let you know."
Just so ya'all know, I am painting the trim navy blue against the gray house and white windows, shutters, gutters. It will look so nice. BUT, here's the kicker --
my front door is going to be
Perfect!
Ha! I love your Gladys stories...got any more? Does she say these things to be funny or is she that bold? I can't imagine my neighbors having the gumption to walk up and say something like that. "Indian Casino", that's funny.I have this neighbor lady, we've been neighbors for 30 years. Our kids were the same age. And she has spent a lifetime being the nastiest Gladys Kravitz ever.
My house is currently gray with the trim red and accents of white. It looks very cottagy, very neat and clean. When I painted it that color, she sauntered across the street to tell me that it looked like an "Indian Casino" and she hated it.
Well, I am currently repainting my trim. The house, again, is gray. The primer I put on that red is gray. I saw my neighbor making her way across the street and I said to her, "Go Home Gladys." (not her real name) .
She gets across the street and says, "I love it!"
I told her, "Settle down, it's just the primer."
And she rolls her eyes at me and says, "I suppose it's going to be purple."
I said, "Look. Would you rather deal with my paint color choices, or would you prefer I sell my house to some meth smokin', gang bangin' crack heads?"
She said, "I'll go home and think about it and let you know."
Just so ya'all know, I am painting the trim navy blue against the gray house and white windows, shutters, gutters. It will look so nice. BUT, here's the kicker --
my front door is going to be
She says these things while giving a little laugh, but she means every word. I have 30 years of stories on this woman.
Just a quick one. My neighbor family right behind me refuse to talk to her. When their daughter was in high school, she did what teenagers tend to do. She would be home alone and her boyfriend would come over.
Gladys wrote down dates and times and presented this list to the mother of said teenage girl so she would know what her daughter was doing.
I'm petitioning you to create a "Gladys" thread so I can shamelessly mine it for story ideas.
Nah, but I genuinely want to hear more. It reminds me of the King story "Drunken Fireworks" and Needful Things. Maybe (if you create this thread), with a little encouragement, others will share bad neighbor stories. I think Staro and Sunny have riffed on this idea in Random thoughts; can't recall. I've told you before that you are the Erma Bombeck of the board and you have a knack for telling humorous autobiographical stories.
That is so sweet of you to say, thank you for such a nice compliment.I'm petitioning you to create a "Gladys" thread so I can shamelessly mine it for story ideas.
Nah, but I genuinely want to hear more. It reminds me of the King story "Drunken Fireworks" and Needful Things. Maybe (if you create this thread), with a little encouragement, others will share bad neighbor stories. I think Staro and Sunny have riffed on this idea in Random thoughts; can't recall. I've told you before that you are the Erma Bombeck of the board and you have a knack for telling humorous autobiographical stories.
It would be hard to really tell a lot of stories about her because she is a certain religion and that religion comes into play in 90% of the stories I would tell. So, it might come off being a little _________ (insert religion of choice here) bashing.
I have been in her house.
That's hilarious. I'm curious, have you ever been to her house or inside her house?
Oh, and just a really funny funny thing-- while I was painting, I was taking breaks. I was reading a book called Vampyrrhic Rites.
That's hilarious. I'm curious, have you ever been to her house or inside her house?
When she came across the street, my book was laying there in all its glory. I'm sure once she got home, she was down on her knees praying for me and flogging herself for casting her eyes upon the book.
I've told DJ a number of times that if Erma Bombeck and Dave Barry had a love child, it would be her.I'm petitioning you to create a "Gladys" thread so I can shamelessly mine it for story ideas.
Nah, but I genuinely want to hear more. It reminds me of the King story "Drunken Fireworks" and Needful Things. Maybe (if you create this thread), with a little encouragement, others will share bad neighbor stories. I think Staro and Sunny have riffed on this idea in Random thoughts; can't recall. I've told you before that you are the Erma Bombeck of the board and you have a knack for telling humorous autobiographical stories.
I understand. Although, in your efforts to avoid offending anyone you are inadvertently adding to the myth that is Gladys. LOL.
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