The French Maid
The other night I decided to have a little fun.
You see, Mr T went to a board meeting for 12′s little league and I was giving him shit before he even left the house.
That’s what I do.
It’s kinda my job.
Since he’d already left and I couldn’t entertain myself at his expense any longer, I thought I’d figure out another way to get at him.
I thought that maybe I could get under his skin if I continually tweeted him, causing his phone to keep going off, thus interupting the meeting!
I’m brilliant like that.
But I was worried that he had already silenced his phone and my efforts would be wasted.
Then it hit me!
These can’t be just any kinda tweets people. If his phone is off, he needs to be overwhelmed by the content of these tweets when returning to the twitterverse.
He wasn’t mad.
I don’t think it even bothered him during the meeting at all.
All it did was make him laugh.
Damn it!
































Damn, and I missed all that!! Love your hash tags! They’re as funny as the actual tweet!
Soooo…he irons, huh? I have loads of ironing that I’ve been saving…just for him.
Har! I like your style…
I could not stop laughing that night….
Uhhhhh (wipes tears away) good times, good times.
I’d probably would have felt sorry for Hacking, if it wasn’t for the fact that I just laughed to hard to even consider such a thing. You are hilarious!
That was hilarious! Following your blog for a good laugh!!
Thanks for the laugh
Too funny.
My favorite is when you pinch his nipple, he turns left. Bahahaha
You’ve got me cracking up. I love starting my day like this. Thank you!