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Originally posted by ABBAKiss
In the continuing saga of impulsive and totally self-destructive decisions made by ABBA, I now own a Jack Russell Terrier puppy with the live-in BF of four months. This was the result of him "settling" when I told him that under no circumstances was I getting knocked up any time soon.
I am worse than Britney (though I still have the suavey hair).
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Let's take this from the top.
- You meet a guy who is a drunk or drug addict.
- Guy goes to rehab.
- You think guy is annoying because you can't drink around him.
- Guy convinces you to go to rehab.*
- Over every piece of sensible advice, you agree, when guy's lease comes up that he needs to move in with you "temporarily."
- Guy talks to exes all the time, even though you tell him you don't like it.
- You fix this situation in the only way he will understand -- by pretending to have your exes interested in you.
- Guy wants kids.
- You don't want kids.
- Guy pushes for kids during 4 months of his "temporary" stay.
- You get dog instead.
- You hate animals.
- You choose one of the neediest, energetic dog breeds in the world.
Shall we extrapolate from this what happens next?
- Guy convinces you that two girls and one guy, under the same roof, is the perfectly balanced relationship?
- Guy starts a pyramid scheme and gets you to join after the 10th round?
- Guy jumps off bridge, you follow?
What the fuck has happened to your mind, woman?
TM
*I said, "No, no, no."
