The Cull

lol so i culled as i mentioned in a previous post...

it never occurred to me that people who were culled might not realise they have been shoved off the shelf, for quite some time. (because in my world, these people have some sort of alarm that rings, wakes them from a deep sleep, brings them home early from work..."somethings wrong!! what is it?!?!? i better check facebook!!! OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD I'm not friends with Mischa anymoreeeee!!! whats happeningggg?!?!?! *world crumbles*)

THE NEXT DAY! i kid you not! a culled person comes up to me at the shops arms open for a hug filled greeting. can anyone say....AWKWARDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!! hahaha. seriously only this would happen to me. typical that this person hasnt returned phone calls for 4.5 months, they have not tried to contact me in any way...and yes it was just aimed at me because their social pictures prove they were still having an awesome life!! anywho...

so we chat. i DO NOT mention the cull....

famous parting words... "it was good to see u misch...I'll facebook you"

AHAHAH zomg..."uh.....OK.... cool" *crawls into hole in the wall that i dug out with the end of a toothbrush, America's hardest prison styles and hides*

this clearly means i can never go anywhere these culled people might be. I'm becoming a hermit (who am i kidding?, I've always been a hermit) but this is the perfect VALID excuse now!! That's right Dr Phil i have an excuse now! in your face! in your weirdly beige coloured face!; seriously, Phil. may i call u Phil? why are your studio guest chairs so high? they are like grown up highchairs! adults need to be strapped in they are so high!! its a hazard. i hope u have good insurance.

i want you to get excited about your life! and i want u to get a toupee...