is soooo slow lol I love her but I have to say that I read her the jokes that people post on here knowing that she wont get them hahahaha its sick I kno but I cant help it! so keep em coming bc Im having a blast stumping her!

thats not very nice

Why would you be intentionally cruel to her?

I agree with you Shaneedm

they crack her up once she gets them...its just a process to get there...have no fear she is a willing participant

they need a shame finger emoticon.

my hero

Bad Karma, Nikki

oh come on like you dont laugh alittle harder when someone doesnt get a joke? its all in good fun---she will be the first to tell you that she doesnt get them...but that doesnt stop her from trying..thats why I keep em coming lol she is hoping that she will get one on her own someday

sounds like fun lol

yeah, well let me tell you about my roommate (copy and pasted from a thread I wrote on another forum a while back, because I'm too lazy to write about this incident again):

I could go for hours about how ridiculous my roommate is, but instead I'm just going to offer one example and skip over things like how he's been interesting in buying a digitcal camera for six months now, and goes on sites to read about specs every single day so he can make the perfect purchase. Or how he's afraid to start playing his guitar because he doesn't want the calluses to "ruin his hands, which he likes just the way they are" (his words, not mine). No, I'll just skip all those.

Okay, here's a general picture of last night.

Me: "Hey Justin, would you mind doing your dishes? They're kind of gross/"
Justin: "Why? You never use the table anyway."
Me: "Probably because your nasty week old dishes are covering it?"
Justin: "Whatever, I'll get around to it."
Me: "No, you won't."
Justin: "**** you."

This is actually a friendly exchange between us. We don't hate each other.

Anyway, the point is, the kitchen table was covered with his dishes, most of which had either spaghetti sauce from two to five days back on them or ketchup from any number of days ago. There was also a few greasy, fat covered trays that were left-over from microwaveable salzbury steak tv dinners.

So I wake up the next morning, expecting to see them still there, since this basically happens every week. However, to my great surprise, the table is complete clear. AWESOME. The plastic tv-dinner trays are in the trash. Also cool. I happily eat breakfast at it and proceed to go about the rest of my day.

Which brings us to 8:30 tonight, when I walk into the kitchen to get something to drink. My eyes incidently wander toward the table, when something under the table catches my eye.

Yeah, it's what you think it is. My roommate simply moved all his dirty dishes UNDER THE ****ING TABLE. His reasoning to this is simply, "well, they're not in your way now and you don't have to look at them."

I simply walked into my room speechless.

Please tell me I'm not being completely unreasonable.

nikki, what you are saying seems to be a putdown, are you actually so blonde you think she really enjoys it.

you just made my night....your roommate sounds like a riot---I would never live with someone like that but I can def appreciate the humor in it hahaha


and thanks Pete and Josh for having a sense of humor about MY fun for the night hehehe