Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Purse on Oobs needing help being interesting

Holy cat fight.
My darling oobs, if I resorted to commenting on other people’s blogs which are clearly self-indulgent attempts to give significance to trivial activities, I might cry too. Have you nothing better to write about? I feel like you should probably find something (because your copy/paste of stock values has already been received and discarded as a mass email by all of our readers months ago…). Here are some ideas:


1. How to graduate law school without going to class
2. Semi-celeb stalking 101
3. “Top Ten Cutest College Quarterbacks”
4. A post mourning the loss of Purse when you move across the country
5. Tell ridiculous stories about your ridiculous antic
6. Give tips on how to get by when the bank account is running low
7. The advantages/disadvantages of addy
8. Clear up what it is that you do when you go off radar for days at a time
9. “Cat training – Why Hal is cool and I can’t post pics of anything but cats.”
10. Make a list of all the things you’d do to get the boys to record a song with you
11. Write apology letters for all those you’ve offended or abused

Need I go on?

Love you, darling – stop making fun of me – I’m restraining myself here.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Oobs on Purse's Dumbass Blog

I just read Purse's personal blog, you know the one she does without me because she has some sort of mental defect that makes her think that other people want to read about her life. Anyways, her latest blog said I was crying today and it felt good. Her blog was titled Cry Baby Cry. I would urge you to go read it except that I wouldn't want you to waste two minutes of your life like I just did. Seriously Purse every time I read your blog I want to slit my wrists. Maybe because my life has culminated into this moment where I am actually reading other people's blogs on the computer.... but I think that it's because listening to your exciting, stimulating life makes me jealous and sad. I will never have a life as full as yours. And that makes me cry.