1. True. I dropped by the gym to pick up my daughter from a middle-school dance. As if I were an errant child, the teacher screamed at me, "No shoes allowed in the gym!" Well, (a) I was just standing in the doorway, and (b) I had just made a donation worthy of being listed on a bronze plaque for that new gym floor. So I threw the damn boots at her. That wasn't our only confrontation. I was on the board of directors. She was terminated. BTW it didn't embarrass Beach Jacket. She hated that woman, too.Okay, BR spill it. I say False on both counts but who knows...you are the hood beater!
2. False. I didn't beat her up. I just pulled that divorced-and-I-need-any-man-to-take-care-of-me-and-my-kids biotch's hair out. Don't mess with Texas, and don't mess with me -- I'm half Texan (Mom was born and raised in Van Zandt County).
( probably the only time EVER) Anyway I had a hot date (future hubby) coming over for dinner. I went to the grocery store to buy things for dinner, it was a saturday afternoon and really busy, every lane had a bagger and there were lines of people everywhere.
This is too funny!