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Don't call me daughter.

Walking across the street to get away from work today when some lady shouts, "Hey. HEY! You look just like my daughter!" causing me to trip over the curb and stumble around in the gutter for a few seconds. And as I'm picking myself back up and blinking at her, puzzled, she adds: "That's a compliment."

Oh yeah right. You're her mother. You have to say that. (Unless of course you're my mother). Whoever you are, chick, I'm sorry. May you fare better in life than I have.


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Jul. 14th, 2009 02:09 am (UTC)
Jul. 14th, 2009 03:29 am (UTC)
barf. my therapist liked to call me that while never addressing that i'm batshit crazy. new adjective plz.
Jul. 14th, 2009 03:43 am (UTC)
Jul. 14th, 2009 03:55 am (UTC)
that made me lol profusely, but then i am doped up on nyquil about to face plant into my keyboard. hmm.
Jul. 14th, 2009 04:32 pm (UTC)
that means her daughter is your competition to play Morticia or Lily Munster. KEEL HER
Jul. 15th, 2009 03:23 am (UTC)
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