Is the name of the event I am going to in just an hour, I think I told you, Bloggy, that a kickboxing gym cropped up in my backyard. Because I guess God was like... seriously, Nancy. Try not to exercise now. And I was like, touche God, Well done. (As always, I presume.)
So they are having an "event" where you are supposed to bring pictures of people you hate and then you get to beat them up. Ha. But, see, Bloggy, Mama is really all about the love so I would feel kind of funny printing out pictures of people I don't like, Oh, also? Who has the time? I mean if you hate somebody that much, it's not good for you Bloggy. You gotta let it go.
Don't get me wrong. There are various and sundry beeyotches I will be pummeling all the live long day. Haters, if you will. But I am just going to THINK about them because that does not require any extra energy. Duh, And of course you can always put a picture of things up there like the printer in your office that always jams paper into itself. Kill. Or the tangled cords for my ear phones. Those guys. THOSE GUYS.
Anyway, I'm gonna take pics.
Oh also I have to shout out to the peeps who support you Bloggy, the donaters. We have gotten a couple this weekend and one of them wanted to spread the love, You betchya.
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