Posts Tagged ‘the-time’

Today, I was cleaning my room when I found a nice surprise from my cat. While I was on vacation, she killed a mouse. By the time I found it, there were maggots crawling in my carpet. FML

Today, it was a long queue at the store, and behind me were two senior citizens. I wanted to do a good deed, and said: “Cut before me in line, I have all the time in the world.” My reward? The old man scolded me because I supposedly insinuated that they were old, and only had a short time left to live. FML

Today, my girlfriend complained I wasn’t ‘affectionate’ enough and never showed her I love her, so I took her to the cinema to see the film she’d been going on about for weeks. I lent over to kiss her and she got pissed with me, because apparently it wasn’t ‘the time or the place.’ FML

Today, my new puppy ate my dental floss. At the time it was funny, but the fun was ruined when I had to pull the floss, one inch at a time, out of her rectum. FML

Today, my best friend decided she wanted to tell my boyfriend about the time I pissed myself laughing at her house. When she was telling the story I ended up laughing so hard, that I pissed myself again. FML

Today, I weighed myself. When I was fifteen, my mom yelled at me, saying that I was going to end up being 200 pounds by the time I was forty. Well, mom, you’re wrong. At this rate I’ll be 200 pounds by the time I’m twenty. FML

Today, I realized that I am the only one among my group of friends who names their bowel movements. FML

Today, after months of job hunting, I got a call back for a position. I was outside at the time and had no pen or paper available to write the address down. I told the guy to call me back in 5 minutes and he agreed. It’s been 3 hours and still no call. FML

Today, it was snowing really badly, so my boss said that everyone who drove to work could leave. But because I got the bus in, she said that I should stay and do a full day. By the time she eventually decided it was bad enough for me to leave, the buses were cancelled. FML

Today, I drove the six hours to LA to attend my Uncle’s birthday party. When I tried to get off at the exit, it took me two hours just to get onto the street where the club was. By the time I showed up, the party was already over, so I ended up going to a Denny’s. I drove eight hours for a Denny’s. FML