An insane woman that lives in Abbotsford Cove and kicks us out of the pools there that we swim in. Calls the school we attend and tells them that we were jumping off the roof into the pool and throwing toilet paper at each other. Takes photos of us doing it and then we get busted. Partols the pools so that she can "catch us in the act".
Shit, here comes crazy-lady, grab your towle and make a break for it!!!
(Crazylady):- {a woman who isnt sane} {A lady that flips out for no apparent reason}
Crazy lady}_what the fuck is your problem {other girl} what are you talking ? { crazy lady } your stealing my thought ! Your selfish!{someone walking by} what’s that all about ?{ other girl}. } I have no idea but that’s one {{crazy lady}}!!!!
A teenager going through a "phase" that will probably last a lifetime. She owns many plants and has a strange love (addiction) to cacti. Even though she's scared of labels, she calls herself a vegetarian, not a vegan, because she is scared of labels. She is almost dating that guy (that everyone is sure is gay), but does't call it dating because she is scared of labels. She probably has some kind of label-phobia, but doesn't want to know it because that would be another label (and she is scared of labels). Crazy cactus ladies don't have a religion because while not being scared of what happens after you die, they are scared of labels.
Haley is a crazy cactus lady, but doesn't admit it, because she is scared of labels
An elderly suburban widow who lives alone and keeps dozens or more pet cats, usually many more than municipal code allows, in a small house, and refuses to give away or sell them even for the sake of the safety of the cats or herself.
Tonight's episode of CSI featured a story where a little girl killed a crazy cat lady with a ball point pen.
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.
Sister: This meeting was to discuss the rough draft of my essay, where we discussed the subsidiary questions I added in my rough draft. We also discussed the relationship between my main title and the real-life situations I chose to use in my essay. We discussed the structure of my essay as well, specifically the Math AOK section and how it relates to the contradiction of the title. This second meeting was particularly helpful in discussing the implications of my essay claims and how to apply the title across various areas of knowledge. There were many sections of the essay that could have been cut down in wordiness and the ways of knowing required further and more in-depth analysis.
An absolutely foolproof way to keep minors from viewing content deemed "too mature" for them to watch.
Billy: "So I was trying to watch some videos for an M rated game, and I ran into an age gate, so I put in my real birthday. SOMEHOW it managed to figure out that I am 12. CURSE YOU AGE GATE!!!"
Bill: "Fucking age gate! *quick scroll* THERE! I was born on January 1, 1904. Fuck you age gate."