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Monica, the Czar

I hope most of you are keeping up.  The Real Magnolias stories are not going to be consecutive posts as I do have other things going on in my life that I feel the need to write about.  Not alot mind you, but other things nonetheless.  :-)

In the previous post, I mentioned Monica, the Czar.  Monica had a nasty habit of being the mom and trying to keep the rest of us from ever having any fun.  Thank goodness she was never successful!  However, one thing she was quite successful at was making new friends.  I use this term loosely as it was usually people she would pass on the street.  Monica felt it was her place to not only be the Czar in our lives, but also in lives of strangers.  For Monica never met a person she didn't take the opportunity to talk to.  When she would see someone that she thought she would be able to strike up a conversation with, she would stop them to talk.  Said conversation went something like this:

Monica, the Czar: "Hey, do you have the internet?"

Stranger on the Street: "Why, yes I do."

Monica, the Czar:  "Well, good.  When you get a chance check out this website, www.mulletsgalore.com.*  I bet you will find a picture of yourself there."

HOW she never got shot is beyond me.  That is not the sort of thing you just blurt out to anyone, especially people you will never see again.  Hmmm, come to think of it, maybe that is the perfect thing to say to someone you will never see again!

I'm just sayin',


*I was going to post a link to this website because I know all of you are just dying to see if your picture is there....er, uh, I mean, to see the photos of other people on this website.  However, it has been discontinued.

Comments

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Sam said…
And if they said no to having the internet, she would quickly point them towards the local public library.
Monica said…
Okay - I'm gong to assume you love me the most since I was number 1 but you better start picking on someone else besides me quick or else I'm going to get my feelings hurt -- or feel the need to go into payback mode! lol
Nikki said…
Don't worry Monica, I'm moving on to someone else. Just had to set the stage...ya know??!! :-)
Chris Barnette said…
When I first glanced at the title I thought you said cigar instead of Czar lol..still looking for my mullet photo :-)
Monica said…
HA! This still cracks me up! I love it!
Nikki said…
I love it too...you are hilarious!!
Monica said…
I wonder how many of those mullets went home and actually looked up that website and thought I was funny? ha

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