Have you ever had a friend that annoyed you? Well, err, not really a friend, but more someone that you can't manage to get rid of. In the infamous words of Luke Skywalker, "I can't shake him!" This is how we feel about one KJ. She started out as KJ, until the day she invited us to her infamous cookie swap, where she became BAJ....we'll be writing about that in another post. For now, we will just cut to the chase and refer to her strictly as BAJ as to not confuse our wonderful readers.
Here's the low down on BAJ. She is like super like annoying like worse than like I've ever like seen. Likedy, like, like. Now that's what a convo consists of with BAJ. My head wants to explode after about the 4th run-on sentence with 100 likes in it, with her high-pitched, squeaky, freaking annoying voice! She talks a mile a minute, and therefore, she basically has conversations with herself; don't try to get a word in edgewise.
The most noticeable thing about her, when first you meet her really can depend upon the day that you do meet her. For when BAJ doesn't wear make up it is very noticeable that she does not have eyebrows. When the make up is on, the ANGRY BAJ comes out to play because those eyebrows are scary looking.
Oh, and let's not forget that she has no boobs, a relatively small waste, and then she just has the BIGGEST ASS you've ever seen. Talk about junk in the trunk, baby got back, apple bottom jeans (Whiskey--boots with the fur) (Fancy--the whole club was looking at her!) Oops, our blog, we can talk about us here and there. So the chick has an ENORMOUS bottom. Words cannot even describe it. If you were a church-going person, and you were trying to picture her, she would take up an entire small pew. She definitely puts the MAXIMUS in glutius-maximus.
Each of us individually have had some crazy run-ins with her, but the ugly BAJ came out when N3 began having some tumultuous times. During these troublesome times, Whiskey took a MAJOR hit from BAJ. Because Whiskey and Tassels became close through N3's problems, BAJ felt as though she was left out. She publically complained on facebook about how people leave her out of everything. N1 tried to keep the peace and invited her out to things periodically because well N1 is the nicest of all the triple nipples.
**Side-note--Whiskey, would describe that as a LOOK AT ME moment!
The rudeness didn't stop there. BAJ made every social situation where we gathered with various friends awkward as a nursing mother who whips it out in a room full of conservative people! Now BAJ has a rocky relationship with her husband at best. To be honest, I've seen this jack-ass husband hit on Whiskey more than one time. Whiskey is creeped out by him, and she has every right to be. I mean let's face it. He is like a creepy, greasy, used-care salesman. Some may even refer to him as Steve Buschemi.
**Side-note, one time Fancy & Whiskey went to pick up Fancy's son from school, and we saw him, so we put on facebook how we saw Steve Buschemi at the elementary school. Everyone in our town thought it was the REAL Steve Buschemi. He's pretty damn SB in our book!
So now you understand that BAJ has serious self-esteem issues. Now I feel a little bad ragging on her because I know she lacks the confidence of any of the triples on our worst, fatest, bloatiest days. But, let's be real here, BAJ has had it coming to her! She is a plan old BITCH!
In a final, ditch effort to repair any type of relationship or hard feelings, Whiskey invited BAJ and N1 to a Mexican dinner out. Fancy may have made her feel a little awkward, but mentioning that the BIG J****** t-shirts are about weiners. That offended her as her husband's nickname is BIG J******. How was N1 to know that she had NO clue what that meant? Fancy tried to redeem herself when she road the mechanical horse at the restaurant. However, the only people to find humor in that were Whiskey & Fancy as well as all workers in the restaurant because they came to check Fancy's rodeo out. They laughed and laughed. Whiskey tried to smooth things over by getting out of the car and dancing at stoplights. BAJ told us then that her idea of fun was making scary faces at strangers. Uh, BAJ you are not the right fit for ANY nipple. You, my not really friend, are just a lonely girl with a creepy big ass!
Whiskey here--I cannot freaking stand this face. I want to slap those angry eyebrows right off her face. In honor of my hatred, I created a Mii. Pictures to follow.
Here's the low down on BAJ. She is like super like annoying like worse than like I've ever like seen. Likedy, like, like. Now that's what a convo consists of with BAJ. My head wants to explode after about the 4th run-on sentence with 100 likes in it, with her high-pitched, squeaky, freaking annoying voice! She talks a mile a minute, and therefore, she basically has conversations with herself; don't try to get a word in edgewise.
The most noticeable thing about her, when first you meet her really can depend upon the day that you do meet her. For when BAJ doesn't wear make up it is very noticeable that she does not have eyebrows. When the make up is on, the ANGRY BAJ comes out to play because those eyebrows are scary looking.
Oh, and let's not forget that she has no boobs, a relatively small waste, and then she just has the BIGGEST ASS you've ever seen. Talk about junk in the trunk, baby got back, apple bottom jeans (Whiskey--boots with the fur) (Fancy--the whole club was looking at her!) Oops, our blog, we can talk about us here and there. So the chick has an ENORMOUS bottom. Words cannot even describe it. If you were a church-going person, and you were trying to picture her, she would take up an entire small pew. She definitely puts the MAXIMUS in glutius-maximus.
Each of us individually have had some crazy run-ins with her, but the ugly BAJ came out when N3 began having some tumultuous times. During these troublesome times, Whiskey took a MAJOR hit from BAJ. Because Whiskey and Tassels became close through N3's problems, BAJ felt as though she was left out. She publically complained on facebook about how people leave her out of everything. N1 tried to keep the peace and invited her out to things periodically because well N1 is the nicest of all the triple nipples.
**Side-note--Whiskey, would describe that as a LOOK AT ME moment!
The rudeness didn't stop there. BAJ made every social situation where we gathered with various friends awkward as a nursing mother who whips it out in a room full of conservative people! Now BAJ has a rocky relationship with her husband at best. To be honest, I've seen this jack-ass husband hit on Whiskey more than one time. Whiskey is creeped out by him, and she has every right to be. I mean let's face it. He is like a creepy, greasy, used-care salesman. Some may even refer to him as Steve Buschemi.
**Side-note, one time Fancy & Whiskey went to pick up Fancy's son from school, and we saw him, so we put on facebook how we saw Steve Buschemi at the elementary school. Everyone in our town thought it was the REAL Steve Buschemi. He's pretty damn SB in our book!
So now you understand that BAJ has serious self-esteem issues. Now I feel a little bad ragging on her because I know she lacks the confidence of any of the triples on our worst, fatest, bloatiest days. But, let's be real here, BAJ has had it coming to her! She is a plan old BITCH!
In a final, ditch effort to repair any type of relationship or hard feelings, Whiskey invited BAJ and N1 to a Mexican dinner out. Fancy may have made her feel a little awkward, but mentioning that the BIG J****** t-shirts are about weiners. That offended her as her husband's nickname is BIG J******. How was N1 to know that she had NO clue what that meant? Fancy tried to redeem herself when she road the mechanical horse at the restaurant. However, the only people to find humor in that were Whiskey & Fancy as well as all workers in the restaurant because they came to check Fancy's rodeo out. They laughed and laughed. Whiskey tried to smooth things over by getting out of the car and dancing at stoplights. BAJ told us then that her idea of fun was making scary faces at strangers. Uh, BAJ you are not the right fit for ANY nipple. You, my not really friend, are just a lonely girl with a creepy big ass!
Whiskey here--I cannot freaking stand this face. I want to slap those angry eyebrows right off her face. In honor of my hatred, I created a Mii. Pictures to follow.
So happy you added the Mii! SO FUNNY! BAJ!
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