REAL TRAUMA ZOMG!

[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

Help me!

My stupid mun is one of those raving lunatic Red Sox fans. Like, the kind that names pets Oil Can and has more Sox T-shirts than underwear (no, really) and thinks the real new year is in April.

NOW THERE IS A DUDE NAMED AARON BOONE LIVING IN TOWN. AARON FRELLING FRAKKIN GORRAM BOONE! Blah blah blah Cabalcakes. My mun has a shiver of horror whenever she sees the name, and she doesn't even know the fandom!

What if he tries to kill me? Or hit a walk-off home run in Game 7 of the ALCS, leaving my mum dangerously close to being arrested for drunk and disorderly and public urination behind the Broadway T stop? Shewe'll never recover!

She's never going to let me out of my room again! Eventually I will run out of toast! And Alanna's a cool roommate and all, but she doesn't swing that way. I'm going to need to start reading creepy Internet pr0n to survive!

And he's everywhere!

I AM GOING TO BE A VIRGIN UNTIL I DIE BECAUSE OF AARON BOONE!

Comments

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Atleast, like, your mun's sport of choice didn't disappear, and come back with stupid new rules.

*grumble, grumble, stupid NHL, grumble*

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

I KNOW WHAT THE HELL.

Also, yay, hockey love, way the hell down here. ♥

[soniabelmont.livejournal.com]

*really wishes she were back in Michigan*

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

*squishy hugs Cally* HOCKEY! WHEE!

*dances*

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

At least it's back, omg. *clings to hockey*