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About BunchieRules : My name? Bunchie Bunchison, FML's official Bunchie. I tend to insert many horrible puns in my comments, but you get used to them after a while.
First off, I am not a green llama.
I am one of an entire species of phallic-looking creatures whose ancestry spans for many centuries. I myself come from a long line of fellow Bunchies who all reside in a small town known as Bunchieville, Kansas. We are family friends with Dorothy and Auntie Em, and we happen to own a large wheat farm that has been passed down for many generations.
Each morning when the rooster crows, we youngins drive our tractors for several miles to a one-room schoolhouse. There, we learn about the many great Bunchies that shaped the world we currently live in. I am much older than this profile would lead you to believe; however, our Bunchie calendar is much more sophisticated than what you Earthlings rely on. Therefore, you puny humans cannot even measure how long I have existed.
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Today, my boss called me into his office to proudly show me about an hour's worth of videos of his recent holiday. The videos were all of goats and cows eating grass outside his window in Pakistan. FML
Today, as I spent my last $6 on groceries, the woman at the register gave me a dirty look because I declined to donate $1 to a children's charity. My six year old son immediately chimed in with, "Mommy, why aren't you helping the poor children?" FML
Today, I tried opening a can for the first time using a manual can opener. I tried for a half hour to open a can of ravioli, mutilating the can in the process. Only after watching five Youtube videos on how to use a manual can opener did I notice the pull-tab on the top of the ravioli can. FML
Today, I realized that my husband has a video games addiction. I am currently pregnant; he brought us to the same country he's in so we can finally live together, only for me to witness him being glued to his laptop all day and all night playing WoW. He's forgotten I even existed. FML
Today, my parents got me a new computer for my birthday. They also took the liberty of throwing out my old computer, with 8 years of photos, videos, music, documents, emails, and bookmarks on it. But that's okay, I had a backup. They threw that out too. FML
Today, my dad and mom and I were going out to eat dinner. My dad wanted a romantic dinner just with my mom so he told me to make an excuse not to go. I did, which ended up as a huge fight, grounded and phone taken away. My dad just stood there in the background putting thumbs up. FML
Today, the disgruntled ex-boyfriend of a woman who lives three floors down from me slashed her tires for breaking up with him. He also, for good measure, slashed the tires of the person parked to the left and right of her. I was parked to the right of her. FML
Friday 24 October 2014