Hey y'all! Since today is the 4th blog swap I felt the need to live up to my blog name. I'm Maxie and I write at i hate so much. The truth is I pretend like I hate many more things than I actually do, but I've got a rep to protect so don't tell anyone, 'kay? So today I'm brining a ball of hate. Here's my beef.
A few months ago I heard about this awesome site: FML
It had me CRACKING UP. They range from embarrassing to disgusting to horrible. All of my favorite things.
Here are a couple of my faves:
Today, brand new cocktail dress: $300. Matching peep toe heels: $100. Getting my hair done at the salon: $80. Treating myself to a mani/pedi: $50. When finally meeting the guy I have been chatting online with for 2 months, I find out hes my cousin: priceless. FML
It's even better because I'm from WV. It's all relative here-- hey yo! Here's another:
Today, I was going through my old MSN conversations. I then realized that when I first got MSN, I didn't know that messages you sent after people went offline would be delivered to them when they signed in. I used to type 'I love you' to my crush after every time he went offline. FML
Hilarious, right? I'm still laughing even though I've read things a thousand times! And another:
Today, I woke up a little after seven. I felt sick to my stomach because last night was my bachelor party and I drank more than I ever have before. I checked my phone, and I had received 42 missed calls. It was seven o'clock pm. Today was my wedding day. FML
Hmmm. Really? You just slept through your wedding and you have time to get on the internet to email FML. Sounds a little fishy to me.
Then THIS happened:
Today, I took my pet boa constrictor to the vet because it was eating funny and acting weird. He used to sleep on my bed curled up, but recently he started lying straight, right next to me. The vet said that he was measuring how long I was to see if he'd be able to swallow me. FML
Y'all may not be familiar with this story, but my readers sure as hell are. Months and months ago my dear buddyBen left a very similar comment on my blog, except he claimed to know the person who almost got consumed by their snake personally. I took him at his word and told MY WHOLE FAMILY. They told all of their co-workers. Snake story EXPLOSION!
Guess what. It's an urban myth. If the people at FML can't even catch THAT, how many of their almost normal stories do you think are fake? FY, FML. You're dead to me.
p.s. You'll never be dead to me even if your stories are all lies. They're too funny for me to quit cold turkey.
8 comments:
I've been there, but it all feels so fake I really can't get into it.
But Postsecret, which has a similar concept feels very much reall to me. Maybe its because there's far more work creating a postcard than writing something on FML
I think Post Secret is a lot more genuine too. It doesn't make me laugh as much though.
Hahaha! I always wondered what FML was...
i used to like that site a lot more before all the 15 year olds learned about it. now they're like "i went to school today and janie told me that matt had kissed amanda today even though matt kissed ME two days ago and i already told everyone he was my boyfriend. FML."
...which makes me both stabby and crotchety at the same time.
I assume that a ton of them are fake, but I don't really care because they're too hilarious.
A. I have never been to this blog but it's adorable and the colors are soothing on my eyes.
2. Maxie, I totally agree! I hate the ones that are clearly fake! And I hate the ones that are CLEARLY the person's own fault, when I strongly don't feel sorry for them. But occasionally the ones that are their own faults are still amusing, even though the voters tend to be non-sympathetic about those. I also hate the ones that CHANGE VERB TENSES PART WAY THROUGH THE SENTENCE. Gah.
But yeah, I'm reading FML right now anyway. Too diverting to stop!
Ugh. I was in LOVE with this site until I caught a totally fake one, too. It was something about a teenage girl asking a man when he was due. NO STRANGER WOULD ASK SOMEONE THAT. Now I still kind of love it, but less so.
I don't care if it's all fake. Lie to me, baby. It's so funny I don't care.
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