Friday, May 27, 2011

May 27th, 2011 (Part III)

Shit My Leah Says:

Who's Justice Beaver?

May 27th, 2011 (Part II)

Shit My Leah Says:

Basically I'm afraid of all living creatures. I tend to stay away from anything with teeth, claws, hooves, or horns.

May 27th, 2011

Shit My Leah Says:

Speaking of big schlongs, Aiden is packing for sure. I don't want Emery to get a complex because he's so fat, it sucks in his tiny wiener even more. He might as well have a bean!

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

May 25, 2011 (Part III)

Shit My Leah Says:

Babies have livers for a reason!

May 25th, 2011 (Part II)

Shit My Leah Says:

I'm going to be the awkwardly quiet one, sitting alone. I use the internet as a veil but human interaction scares the living bejesus out of me.

May 25th, 2011

Shit My Leah Says:

Maybe don't check into the bathroom & I won't ask you how your shit was...

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

May 24th, 2011 (Part V)

Shit My Leah Says:

Blow the smoke in his face. Like Sandy at the end of Grease. And just whatever he says, answer "Tell me about it, stud." It'll throw him off.

May 24th, 2011 (Part IV)

Shit My Leah Says:

Expect moderate to low fucks given about my job today.

May 24th, 2011 (Part III)

Shit My Leah Says:

Yes, because a five year old knows he wants to be called the Gender Explorer. Does Dora teach that?

May 24th, 2011 (Part II)

Shit My Leah Says:

Hey now...Sophia Loren didn't make out with the back of a semi, sooo...who's jealous now?!

May 24th, 2011

Shit My Leah Says:

Dear Harold Camping,
JUST. STOP.

Monday, May 23, 2011

May 23rd, 2011 (Part III)

Shit My Leah Says:

‎(In reference to a very cute photo of her son wearing socks on his hands) 'If you'd cut my nails I wouldn't have to wear these stupid socks.'

May 23rd, 2011 (Part II)

Shit My Leah Says:

Since we're closing this office/warehouse in 2 weeks they decided to take out the fucking vending machine. That was my BFF during pregnancy & I didn't even get to have a goodbye Coke.

May 23, 2011

Shit My Leah Says: 

My stomach keeps making the loudest noises. I keep mentioning it to my coworkers, just in case they can hear it & think I'm farting.

Leah is Hilarious

I have a friend name Leah.  She is hilarious.  This blog is in honor of shit she says.  I hope you will crack up just as much as I do.  If you don't find something posted here to be funny, perhaps you had to be there.  Or perhaps you are a moron and don't appreciate good humor.

Leah, I love you.