It has been brought to my attention that Poopface called me a bum in her last post, and while I do in fact have a bum (A rather sexy one I might add) I am not a bum. I may forget to empty the coffee grounds out of the coffee pot when Poopface wants to make tea, but that's hardly being a bum. I am also a terrible house wife, Poopface will tell you, I forget to have dinner ready (or really to be here to go to dinner when she gets out of class), I leave dishes to be washed a week after a party, and apparently I keep a messy household....there is cross stitching stuff all over my desk!
But does that really make me a bum? I don't think so, if anything that just makes me a bad person to marry. So what did we learn from this post? One- Poopface is a liar, Two-Buttmuffin is not a bum, Three-Buttmuffin is a terrible house wife and Four-Buttmuffin will never be married because she sucks at being a house wife.
Forever Alone,
Buttmuffin
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