tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060248080806532865.post1860497593887780203..comments2023-06-07T12:30:25.588-04:00Comments on I am Boyfriend: Shout out to FenwayBifhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07648037666735227722noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060248080806532865.post-45198124687959527132010-09-24T07:45:15.756-04:002010-09-24T07:45:15.756-04:00FW,
I know I have stressed her... I thought I was...FW,<br /><br />I know I have stressed her... I thought I was doing it right. But it seems you want me to provide stressors other than me:<br /><br />She doesn't own a house, ramshackle or otherwise<br />She has no human larvae<br />Her car is younger than I am, and seems to run OK. I wouldn't want that to break, it brings hay and treats for me sometimes and if it broke I'd never see her... how would she get here?<br />She says she "has to go to work", so they must give her enough reason to keep going back<br />I don't know what a husband is, but Mother definitely doesn't have one<br /><br />There is just so much to change!Bifhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07648037666735227722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060248080806532865.post-27527211456590958312010-09-23T11:33:53.034-04:002010-09-23T11:33:53.034-04:00Boyfriend, you're too sweet! A whole post for ...Boyfriend, you're too sweet! A whole post for me? Really?<br /><br />Here's my advice: Give your human mother as many low-grade stressors as possible. Remember, you want her to be stressed, not depressed, so no terminal illnesses or natural disasters, please! A ramshackle farmhouse, in need of many repairs; Several young children, preferably fussing; 26 year-old vehicles prone to frequent breakdowns; and a low-wage job that renders her working outside the home useless. Give her a hard working husband who will win the bread and bring the bacon, so to speak, and leave her home with the little ones. She will turn to you for comfort, and you will be her solace and her joy. She will justify never being able to ride, and she will no longer blame your leg—she will blame the children. You can't go wrong! <br /><br />Ears to you, <br />Fenway<br /><br />www.BraysOfOurLives.comMarnie Jacksonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03684203321955050447noreply@blogger.com