When was the last time we had therapy?

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty sits down and writes a letter.

Dear Mun,

WTF? You put me on a shelf for three weeks and then you turn me into a girl? I was wee all weekend and instead of letting me do fun stuff like get on a slide and play on the swings you gave me minature emo and hid me under a picnic table?

Dude, you suck.

No love,

Marty

P.S. What's the deal with this pine tree? I mean seriously.

Comments

[nadiathesaint]

[*grins like a wee tiny idiot*]

Well, at least you didn't come up with the brilliant idea of making your own casts so you could be cool.

[demonbelthazor]

At least your mun didn't make you declare for all to hear who your boyfriend was.

Especially when he had a wife who was twice your size.

Or maybe three times. She was hitting the sweets pretty hard there at that age.

*ducks and flees*

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

What *is* the deal with the pine tree?

And mine had me hugging people! HUGGING! ... god, kill me.