"Get Off My TRAINNNNNNN!"
CONTEST TIME! The first person to comment and tell me what movie that's from without looking it up online will win a prize. Ready? GO!
Seriously, with that amount of rage that the title line was said in the movie, is exactly how I feel like screaming at the Steamroller right now.
The Mother is currently in the kitchen, IN A NIGHTGOWN (hey, at least she's dressed, right?), cooking. Using every single counter. All I wanted was to come home and put my Trader Joe's food away, and grab a waffle. But no. There was barely space for me to fit my food (only $20 of it so you know I didn't have much) into the fridge.
The fridge. Let's talk about that, shall we? (It's my blog, so we shall.) On the door of the fridge is a green Jolly Rancher lollipop. It's not mine. It's been in there for MONTHS (who keeps lollipops in the fridge?). Today, while putting away my groceries, I noticed what can only be described as green slime on the door right next to the lollipop. I was disgusted.
I made a big show of saying, "EWWWWWW!" to The Mother while pointing, who said, "Oh, is that yours?" I made a horrified face, as if I would never allow anything to become such a disgusting mess (because I wouldn't), and said no, so she said she'd tell her daughter. Yeah, while you're at it, tell the wittle steamwoller to take her fucking Valentine's Day flowers out of the vase she asked if she could borrow from me in FEBRUARY and clean the vase and put it back, won't you? Because I think we all know it'll never occur to Steamroller to do that on her own.
I am so very angry. I am so very tired of having to Clorox Wipe every single inch of the kitchen every single time I want to cook. I want The Parents to go back to China. Or Los Angeles, where they were for part of last week. Or really, just go anywhere but here. GET OUT OF MY KITCHEN!!!!!
Seriously, with that amount of rage that the title line was said in the movie, is exactly how I feel like screaming at the Steamroller right now.
The Mother is currently in the kitchen, IN A NIGHTGOWN (hey, at least she's dressed, right?), cooking. Using every single counter. All I wanted was to come home and put my Trader Joe's food away, and grab a waffle. But no. There was barely space for me to fit my food (only $20 of it so you know I didn't have much) into the fridge.
The fridge. Let's talk about that, shall we? (It's my blog, so we shall.) On the door of the fridge is a green Jolly Rancher lollipop. It's not mine. It's been in there for MONTHS (who keeps lollipops in the fridge?). Today, while putting away my groceries, I noticed what can only be described as green slime on the door right next to the lollipop. I was disgusted.
I made a big show of saying, "EWWWWWW!" to The Mother while pointing, who said, "Oh, is that yours?" I made a horrified face, as if I would never allow anything to become such a disgusting mess (because I wouldn't), and said no, so she said she'd tell her daughter. Yeah, while you're at it, tell the wittle steamwoller to take her fucking Valentine's Day flowers out of the vase she asked if she could borrow from me in FEBRUARY and clean the vase and put it back, won't you? Because I think we all know it'll never occur to Steamroller to do that on her own.
I am so very angry. I am so very tired of having to Clorox Wipe every single inch of the kitchen every single time I want to cook. I want The Parents to go back to China. Or Los Angeles, where they were for part of last week. Or really, just go anywhere but here. GET OUT OF MY KITCHEN!!!!!
Labels: Steamroller
posted by Green at 9/17/2006 11:35:00 AM
7 Comments:
Ghost. Do I win a cookie?
I'm guessing that it's the reconstituted green slime from the fridge.
Is the green slime actually green lollipop that's leached onto the door?
Ewww. Someone let something explode in our freezer at work. There was a big chunk of brown ice stuck on the door forever until HR sent out a pissy e-mail asking for the culprit to clean it up. Who are these people and how can this stuff not bother them? Old flowers start to stink after a while too. Has Steamroller had a cold for the last six months?
Ghost!
Do I get a prize for being second?
;)
Alisyn, I just consulted the judges (I have an in with them; I know, you're shocked to hear that), and YES! You do get a prize for being second.
I'm so bummed. I will never win one of these "movie quotes contests" of yours. Unless it's from Pretty Woman or Grease I'm screwed. And even then it wouldn't be a gimme. I thought I knew all the lines from Dirty Dancing until the Watermelon post a few days ago.
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