Over the Christmas break I told some of my family members about this board. They have shown up. I am incredibly glad to see them, and have started a happy feely welcome thread for them in MPSIMS. However, a big part of the draw of this place is the ability to debate. As my aunt jjrt told the board recently “He’s been arguing since he was born.” Well, you’ve got me there.
The nature of Debate is such that it tends to get heated. When these heated debates come, I can imagine a previous embarrassing life moment becoming ammunition for a quick flame. In an effort to beat them to the punch, I will come clean here, and reveal the most embarrasing things they could think of. You see, in the art of the flame, self-deprication can be one of your greatest tools. If you’ve already made more fun of yourself then they ever could, you’ve taken their power. So, I must now reveal, that dalovindj has not always been the perfect all-cool pimp-daddy that he is today. You see:
I used to really love bubble-baths as a sprout. My aunt jjrt would give them to me. She has pictures. I blush typing this.
I wrecked damn near every car I drove, and a few I just looked at. I am indeed, one of the worst drivers I know.
I do indeed fail the “Stealing Sugar” test every time. This is where a loving family member squeezes a knee. If you giggle like a schoolgirl, you’re guilty . . .
One year, when I was a wee brat, I got mostly clothes for my birthday. I threw a tantrum and cried and whined until my aunt (whose husband sold toys at a flee market) showed up and let me have some toys.
So, the truth is out about me, but I dare my family to come up with anything worse. Although, if the bubblebath pictures get posted to the web, I’ll never live it down.
I have got to see those bubble bath pictures. I bet you were such a cutie.
There’s a good lil DJ, you like the bubbles? Yes you do! Do you take your nuts with you in the tub? Oh, yes you did, you cutsie-wootsie lil ever lovin’ spin baby!
DJ, this is why I hope my family never turns up here, no matter how good they are at arguing. Not because of what they might tell you about me, but because of what you guys might tell them about me! It was bad enough when agentfroot started hanging out here, and she’s only a friend.
Good luck, and I hereby swear I will publicly disbelieve any outlandish stories told about you by family members. Of course, I also reserve the right to plead the 5th about whether or not I laugh out loud at my computer.
When I saw that movie I turned to my friend and said “Classic, self deprication is a great weapon in the war we call bustin’ chops!”. Of course, Eminem never had to deal with Biggirl!
Don’t mess with Biggirl, it’s what I’ve been tellin’ ya!
Eminem: Oh, that’s just Kim in the trunk…
Biggirl: I’ll ask you again: Just how FUCKED up are you, M&M? Zoomin’ around talkin 'bout locking your wife in the trunk. [Shakes head] This guy right here is NUTS!
Oh, hell, that’s nothing. My mother has a picture of the two of us bathing (when I was a very small punha, of course, but still). Big picture. Like over a foot wide.
She rarely visits the boards, and usually only if I point her to something.
Now you know why:D Well, one reason anyway.
[sub]Never gonna tell the indoor rocket story…[/sub]
DJ my nephew, are you sure that’s all the stories you can remember?
What about the one with the cigerette lighter?
Now for the bad part I can’t remember what you know about me
that you can tell. But I don’t have any pics in the bubbles.
Once I was taking care of DJ and his two older cousins. The two older cousins were taking a shower, So DJ runs downstairs and gets ready to take a bath with him, here I have two girls with towels wrapped around them and throwing a towel around DJ. Of course his temper flares and he starts crying and screaming, and I’m the one that gets in trouble! His Grandmother said leave that baby alone!!! Then I had to yell above DJ so Mom could here ther reason he was in a tantrum.
But for the right price the pics in the bubbles could be bought…
I’m a terrible nephew when it comes to calling or writing
calling?? you mean you really know how to dial a phone, does anyone
have any proof that DJ can dial a phone?!! And writing, I probably couln’t read it even if you did. I almost had a heat attack when I got
an email from you. Even the computer acted funny.
people who I intend to debate- which means you are which means it’s actually true you’ve been arguiing since you was born.
Only thing about this Granny and Pa aren’t here to defend the baby.
don’t ya just love me
all the people I use to look down on, I now look up to
