REALLY?!

Some of you know, that I live in a very interesting little town in Maryland.  It's called Arbutus.  I would compare it to Farmland, Indiana (yes, it's an actual town), as there is a pizza place, grocery store, paint/hardware store, liquor store and is just barely off the beaten path from a big intersection.  Arbutus is quite a bit scarier though.... Not scary in the sense that you may die on the way to your car from the store.  The people here are generally very nice and there's one guy that lives on my street that waves at me all the time.  The landlords say he will be Mayor one day.  No, it's scary in the sense that most of the people living here should be on the website, http://www.peopleofwalmart.com/.  Don't get me wrong - I LOVE the place.  It's small, has everything I need, and I don't have to worry about what I wear when I go out!  PERFECT in my book.....  TRUST.  I can really look shady if I want to.  HOWEVER - it seems that this town is plagued with women/girls/interesting-persons-that-I-can't-tell-what-sex-they-are that wear those sweat pants that have some sweet little nasty-gram written right on the butt.  This is where the, "REALLY?" comes in. 

Just so you have an image of everything going on in my head.... Here is what my face generally looks like when saying, "REALLY?!" 

It's kind of a half-laugh, half-OH.MY.GOD.

You all know what sweatpants I'm talking about, right?  My thought was that everytime I see a slighty less-than-attractive-person in these pants that I would take a picture of them.  I quickly got that idea out of my head.  That would've just been AWFUL if I got caught.  Could you imagine?!  HAHAHAHA....  "No, no.  I wasn't taking a picture of your nasty ass in those sweatpants that say your ass is Juicy.  I swear."  In case you aren't aware of the pants I'm referring to, here is a nice picture.

And here is what they should say:  THIS IS MY ASS

I mean, REALLY?!  Do you really need to bring extra attention to your ass by having something written there?  If someone wants to look at your ass, they are going to look at your ass whether you have something written on it or not.  Just sayin.

Okay, okay, okay.... you're right.  I'm just jealous.  I literally have no ass.  There is NO crease.  My body goes from back to leg, there is NO in-between.  I know, some of you are saying, "REALLY?!" in your head right now.  "I really wish I didn't have that image in my head right now about Lindy.  But, it IS a pretty funny image.  My gosh, she is SO funny.  I wish I could hang out with her everyday.  She is just SO amazing."  Sorry - I digress.  Let's just say, if I were to wear a pair of butt-print sweatpants, they would need to be printed with two words, so the space in the middle looks like it's supposed to be there.

Picture Dump

During my last trip back to Indiana, I stopped by the Howells's house.  (I figure they are famous enough to be called, "The Howells")  I'm sure they could correct my grammar....is the possession punctuation correct?  Anyway, they had two cute little kitties.  I love kitties.

 Yes, the infamous Peanut M&M Package Costume has made an appearance in Maryland this Halloween.  For those of you that don't know, my mother made this for me when I was in the 6th grade.  A friend of mine was dressed in the little green peanut M&M.  We went Trick-or-Treating together every Halloween.  My cube-mate, Lori's daughter needed a costume.  Don't worry - the Peanut M&M Package Costume to the rescue!!

 OMG.  I laughed for about five minutes over this.  This is just before the turn left onto Route 1, where that weird smell is....  I'm taking some co-workers on a field trip for lunch soon to figure out what the smell is.  I'll send you an update once we figure it out!