My Bad Words.

A little something to help me post during my sick, exhausted state. No really, you should see the luggage under my eyes.

My friend who uses bad words tossed out some questions to a few people and I decided to answer. I’m a giver like that.

1: Desert island time: What kind of chips do you bring?

Doritos. For 2 reasons. A-I totally love them. B-island is deserted, so no one will give a shit about my nasty breath. Or orange fingers. 

2: Speaking of chips. Double dip: Yes or No? Come on, nobody is watching.

I always double dip. The world needs more germs. [I'm actually not joking, I’m truly convinced that the whole sanitization of the world has created more allergies in kids. Mine included. Peanut Allergy. Let’s all ingest some germs once in a while, yah?]

3: You can only have ONE; your computer or your TV?

Computer. I have Netflix instant watch ;)

4: Cheesecake: Proof that God exists and wants you to be happy, and fat. Yes or no?

If we’re talking snickers cheesecake from The Factory? Yes. It makes me very very happy and thus, a fat ass.

5: Farts are always funny. Yes or no?

I have 4 brothers, 1 husband and 2 sons. If I don’t laugh at it, I’ll be sickened to death by the stench. So YES.

6: Got kids? Watch Disney or Nick? What's your favorite? Don't got kids? You're watching way better TV than I am. You suck.

Neither. We like Noggin’. And that little Moose A. Moose is a sweetie pie.

7: Glee?

Emphatic yes. With jazz hands.

8: Really embarrassing guilty pleasure. I'll show you mine if you show me yours. And mine is pretty embarrassing.

Pooping in private. It’s a rare occasion.

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Happy Thursday, y'all. I'll just be over here taking my horse pills.