Now that my wife is toasty warm in her Hello Kitty heated lap blanket and Hello Kitty foot warmers, she decided that we needed to know how cold it was inside. I don’t need a Hello Kitty thermometer to tell me that I’m damn well cold (why else would I have on pink Hello Kitty foot warmers on my feet?!), but that holds little sway when you live in Hello Kitty Hell. So here is the thermometer she purchased:
Actually, it is ironic in a Hello Kitty Hell kind of way that I need Hello Kitty items to keep me warm and tell me how cold it is while living in a place that should be burning up.
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Haha, that’s so funny, I just ordered a Hello Kitty thermometer off ebay like a week ago. It looks different than that but yep… your wife and I have the same thinking pattern. WEIRD…
If your wife ever finds out that you’re writing this website you are DEAD, mate…but don’t let that stop you. Scared? You should be. I’m going to tell her, I’m your wife’s friend, and I’m going to tell her… HAH! did i give you a heart attack? Just joking!
you should turn gay, and say it was hello kitty that did it. say that since she has so much love you feel embarassed to be associated with ‘unfeeling’ males and wush henceforth to be known as Georgetta, and will shortly be having a sex change operation. See who’s living in hell then!
If you’re house were to burn with ALL of her Hello Kitty items inside, what would she do?
I am sure your wife is pleased with herself. The only thing that could add to your misery and to her pleasure is if she finds hello kitty heaters or hello kitty blankets. I would not be surprised if she already has.