A strange old lady has moved into my house

or Ms Sag E. Bra .......she's gonna be expensive !

Now Chris, you should welcome Ms New Bloomers with open arms!
As well as Mr Otto Titsling...

The Divine Miss M, from Beaches!
Enjoy!
*hugs*

Oh, how funny you should mention Bag E Drawers! Today I found a whole family of them, and I'm sure they've multiplied since the last time! Anyway, I had great fun chucking them in the bin - didn't even recycle them into dusters, just wanted them OUT of my life!
What a shame I'll have to go and buy some nice new underwear now, though!
Not sure about that Charley Horse - haven't seen him for a while.
But Fadding Away knows all about Jack Back - he's a painful little man in the middle of the night, and when he visits we're fit to kill. And then N Somnia comes to stay a while because Jack's here!
Oh, these unwelcome visitors will just have to go.

Hey Fadding...
Mr Bag E Drawers has already been to your place...
LOL!

Oh Chris you are making my sides ache from laughing.
and you other two are not making them ache any less
keep up the great work I love a good laugh

rotflmbo !!

And, we can't forget about Bag E. Drawers, can we?
Soon, he'll be to visit Taz & I -
he's already been to Chris' place... hehe~

Oh Chris

you crack me up !

Next you will be telling us that Charley Horse is a relation of hers too.....cos he comes to visit sometimes and aint nice !

Hugs
Bella :))

Oh, dear - sorry, girls! I was sure she was one of a kind!
Of course, she's brought a friend too. I can't see him, but his name is Arthur Ritis and I really don't like it when he visits.
I just wish they'd both go away and never come back, but I think they're here to stay. Maybe I can get them to pay rent?
Chris

ROTFLMBO .........

so funny Chris.......

she lives here tooooooooooo.....omg ..... she's breeding !

Oh my gawd, Chris - the same old bag is here in my house, too!
ROFLMAO!!!

A very weird thing has happened. A strange old lady has moved into my house. I have no idea who she is, where she came from, or how she got in. I certainly didn't invite her. All I know is that one day she wasn't there, and the next day she was.


She's very clever. She manages to keep out of sight for the most part, but whenever I pass a mirror, I catch a glimpse of her there. And when I look into a mirror directly to check my appearance, suddenly she's hogging the whole thing, completely obliterating my gorgeous face and body.


It's very disconcerting. I've tried screaming at her to leave but she just screams back, grimacing horribly. She's really rather frightening. If she's going to hang around, the least she could do is offer to pay rent. But no luck.


And the money isn't the only thing she's taking. Food seems to disappear at an alarming rate, especially the good stuff ... ice cream, cookies, candy. I just can't keep them in the house. She really has a sweet tooth. She should watch it too, as she's really putting on the pounds. I think she realizes that, and to make herself feel better, I know she is tampering with my scale so I'll think that I'm gaining weight, too.


Another thing I wish she'd stop messing with, is my files and the papers on my desk. I can't find a thing any more. This is particularly hard to deal with because I'm extremely neat and organized. But somehow, she manages to jumble everything up so nothing is where it's supposed to be.


She finds innumerable, imaginative ways to irritate me. She gets to my newspapers, magazines and mail before me and blurs all the print. Then she's done something sinister with the volume controls on my TV, radio, and phone. Now all I hear are mumbles and whispers.


She's also made my stairs steeper, my vacuum cleaner heavier, all my knobs and faucets hard to turn, and my bed higher so it's a real challenge to climb into and out of.


I don't even get any respite at night. More than once her snoring has awakened me. I don't know why she can't do something about that. It's very unattractive.


And as if all this isn't bad enough, she is no longer confining her malevolence to the house. She's now found a way to sneak into my car with me and follow me wherever I go. I see her reflection in store windows as I pass, and she's taken all the fun out of clothes shopping because her penchant for monopolizing mirrors has extended to dressing rooms. When I try something on, she dons an identical outfit, which looks ridiculous on her. She then stands directly in front of me so I can't see how great it looks on me.


She's walking on very thin ice. If she keeps this up, I swear, I'll put her in a home. On second thought, I shouldn't be too hasty. First, I think I'll check with the ATO and see if I can claim her as a dependent!