Most likely doesn't know I actually READ the profiles! lol!

Most likely to look really nice in the new pic!

Well said! *standing up and applauding*

Thank you. I'm flattered.

"common" is great! I wouldn't trade it for anything.
Yay for the working class!

Why thank you.

I met someone off of the site in person for the first time last night.
It wasn't a date really. He was transferred to my town for 3 months.

I thought it would be nice to introduce him to some people at the roadhouse I go to.
These are really nice people and they treat me like family. They welcome everyone no matter what.

I was shocked and stunned beyond belief when he told me that he was uncomfortable that I would hang out in such a "blue collar, working class bar." - excuse me??

Some of the most memorable quotes from the night were:

"You have class, why would you want to hang around these kinds of people."

"I had to dress down just to come to this place."

"I prefer to hang out with people with money."

"You are not like the people in here. You don't belong here."

I don't understand how someone could honestly think they were better than someone else. I am floored.

Mr. I have something to say:

"These people" may not dress in suits, may make less than 30 buck an hour, and yes, they may not be able to even afford what you sell in your business, however- we,(yes, I am included in "these people") are just as good as you. We may not be rich, but we are happy.

He couldn't understand that. He honestly thought you couldn't be happy if you weren't rich.

Wow.

Money does not equal happy, and obviously, it cannot buy manners either.

Sheesh! What a night..

I sent my messages.

Sorry!!!

Ironically- rodents are not allowed- it's in the lease.

So, I am assuming that the "humane" traps are about as good as a piece of used fish???

Oh god...now I'M the one who needs therapy.. *shudder*

Yes, I totally agree, however the landlord says, "oh hell no."

Jack White of the White Stripes.
Talented, strange, just down right yummy...mmmmmmm!

My kids would sue for therapy for sure...

Most likely to shop at Peds are us.

So, it seems I have a furry little visitor that snuck into my house sometime this week. He (or she) has been spotted in my closet and then under a bookshelf. Yes, I have a mouse in my house.

I like mice. I have had mice as furry little pets. However- this one, is not welcome. Sorry Mickey, but you have to go.

My kids are horrified with the idea that I may actually harm this jolly little ball of fluff, so I let them talk me into a "humane" trap that consists of a small plastic box that opens at both ends.

Hypothetically, you put peanut butter in it and the mouse says to himself, "yum, yum! That looks quite tasty- I think I'll go have a look in this safe looking box." Then just when he is starting to enjoy the oh so delicious taste of Jiff, WHAM!!!! The box closes him inside, making it easy to pick it up and release him in the wild blue yonder of the field down the street.

Riiiiiigggghhhht...

I am thinking that the whole trap weighs less than a mouse, is most certainly NOT going to fool any rodent into walking into it, and IF, and this is a big IF, I happen to catch it, it's going to take all of 15 mins. for it to find it's way back to my house to get some more peanut butter.

I can just see the little fella now.
Hiding.
Waiting.

Giggling it's furry little ass off at me.

"Next time, put some jelly with it biotch!"

Most likely to say, "why so ser..ious..."

Professional ass kisser a.k.a the vice president.

Anything.