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My mother.
Formaly so arachnophobic she had difficultlies coming into my house knowing there was BIG hairy spiders here.
Is going NUTS.
She calls me up and says.
"Hay baby girl (I'm the youngest...) I just hit and run Wallmarts. Did you know they had ten gallon aquareums for eight dollars? I picked up three for the twins fuzzy fangies."
I say. "Mom. I don't have anything to put in the ones I have now. I think your going a bit overboard."
She says. "Well. We'll see about what we can do to occupy them."
I say. "Mom, remember your an arachnophobe?"
She says. "Only with spiders."
I say. "Um, mom, these are spiders..."
She says. "No they arn't they're PETS. Theres a difference.."
Said she would se me shortly and hung up.
What have I done?
Formaly so arachnophobic she had difficultlies coming into my house knowing there was BIG hairy spiders here.
Is going NUTS.
She calls me up and says.
"Hay baby girl (I'm the youngest...) I just hit and run Wallmarts. Did you know they had ten gallon aquareums for eight dollars? I picked up three for the twins fuzzy fangies."
I say. "Mom. I don't have anything to put in the ones I have now. I think your going a bit overboard."
She says. "Well. We'll see about what we can do to occupy them."
I say. "Mom, remember your an arachnophobe?"
She says. "Only with spiders."
I say. "Um, mom, these are spiders..."
She says. "No they arn't they're PETS. Theres a difference.."
Said she would se me shortly and hung up.
What have I done?