I am beyond happy that my friends have found love (or are too delusional to realize they're dating a serial killer). I even like that they want to share it with me via Facebook. I don't even care if the proclamations of love come in week intervals.
What I cannot stand, however, is the use of the words "honey," "hubby," "hubs," or "baby." They make me want to take my non-existent fingernails and scrape the skin off my face, strip by strip.
"Out to dinner with my wonderful hubby!" SCRAPE.
Picture caption: "Me and my honey on our way to the beach!" SCRAPE SCRAPE.
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE just use his or her name. I could probably even deal with a non-generic nickname too.
Unless you want me to walk around looking like Skeletor and scaring children. Choice is yours.
But really, think of the kids. The kids.
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