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Non-confrontational ha.
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Kids these days
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Rules To Live By
So I was at the wedding of one of Mr Man's siblings this weekend* (I'm sure you are all jealous), and I was joking around with his aunt and uncle that there were only two requirements for me at the reception:
1. Don't get so drunk that I throw up. 2. Don't look bored. I believe I passed both tasks with flying (or not flying, in the case of task 1) colors. Anyone have any other in-law (or pseudo-in-law) rules that they put into practice when dealing with the whackos who raised/grew up with your bf/gf/spouse/other? This entire post is just a ploy to get some sort of discussion of the in-laws out of sebby. Is the father-in-law more of a gran(d) marnier dude or a godiva liquor cat? *no, bilmore, I did not do the funky chicken. or the dollar dance. and yes, I realize that makes me a humorless bitch. |
Rules To Live By
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Mr Man's mom seems to like me. I haven't made my views on Hilary Clinton known to her yet though. |
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My MIL hated me too. Which I guess means she was right all along. |
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And my ex's mother detested me, too. I would like to believe it's because I am RT's-sister-level fun, but I don't think that was it. I guess it's just as well I ultimately gave her a reason. |
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