The Hangover

Obviously, The Husband and I are a smidge late to this one, but no matter.

Y'all. If you haven't seen it, go. The Husband and I were crying with laughter. These guys are so so so wrong on so so so many levels, and it's hilarious.

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Postcards from Yo Momma

My personal favorite? This one:
Me: Mom you’re number two for the week on post cards from yo momma!
Mom: What’s that?
Me: It’s a website that has funny things mothers send their kids. Yours was a text message!
Mom: I SWEAR THIS WORLD! NOW PEOPLE CAN JUST READ MY TEXT MESSAGES AND POST THEM ON SOME WEBSITE!!! HOW DID THEY READ MY TEXTS?!? HOW DID YOU FIND IT? I’M CALLING OBAMA ABOUT THIS!
Me: …uh I submited the text message…
Mom: oh…I’m number two!? Which message was it? That’s exciting. I’ll have to tell your dad when he gets home! It’s like I’m famous!

"I'M CALLING OBAMA ABOUT THIS!" is now going to be my new phrase when responding to outrageousness. It used to be "I'm shaking my fist at you" but this is so. much. better.

Fair warning:

Do not injest any liquids before clicking through this link, The Company Cookbook, as presented by Amalah, lest you snort water through your nose or spit it onto your screen or whatnot.