Am I secretely obsessed with xoBruce?
 

I'm not, at least I don't think I am. Recent events lead me to question...am I secretely obsessed with Bruce, or is has the cellar finally, completely fucked with my head?

Over the weekend, on two separate days, obviously two separate occasions I was driving...checking out the car in front of me. I looked at the license plate and from a distance it looked like it said, XOB...I immediately thought of Bruce, of course, and the cellar. But the weird part is...it happened twice!! :worried: Neither one of the license plates actually said XOB, one said XDB, and the other said XQB, but from a distance, those look like O's. Right? Anyone?

You want him bad ....... or you need glasses.

I think you are obsessed with Bruce and should seek immediate psychological treatment, cuz, that CAN'T be healthy. :)

Its no secret, girl.

Well, who isn't? ;)

Well I don't feel so awkward bbro, if it isn't just me then.

:D

I think many people are, not just us.

He really is going to need to build that addition on to his house . . .

All he needs is a passport and the clothes on his back. He can just live with his admirers.

I prolly freaked him out...lol

LOL Shawnee, I think my therapist has enough to deal with. I'll just be a closet admirer of Bruce. Besdies, most of my lifestyle choices aren't "healthy". I'll just add it to my list.

Well, if you ever get the urge to indulge some unhealthy lifestyle choices and you have a full tank of gas, KC is just 3.5 hours up the Turnpike... :D

hehe Spode, you are correct. I use to make that drive fairly often when I was living in JO CO. I was a nanny for a year and went to JCCC...I had to drive home to see my family and what not. I'll definitely keep that in mind, but are you sure you want a deranged serial killer freak in your neck of the woods?

Not likely!

since bruce is a handsome devil and very popular here, I'll refrain from making the following joke:

You want him bad, therefore, you need glasses.

Everybody is hot for xoxoxoBruce.

'Tis true. We can't deny it.:blush:

Well, not everybody. (Not that I don't admire him of course.)

I dreamed about him the other night. LJ was in the dream too though.

My reference to glasses was about reading the license plates. Your interpretation works too, though. :D

Ratings for Brandy (and Cognac):
and every forum has its own special name for his level...

So what does that make me? I'm a Brandy

You're a fine girl.


i realize you have heard this your entire life and are thoroughly sick of it. but somebody laughed

she'll do the laundry
she'll change your ti-re
chop a little wood for the fi-re
poke it around
when it dies down

What a good wife you would be.

Maybe not...I tried to sing Sara Smile to one of our young student workers yesterday and she had never heard of it.

Oh, and I did laugh. :p

Actually, I didn't hear of it until high school. This is the first on a message board.

Still made me smile :D

Although not too sure what this is. is this in reference to Brandy?

Why? Are you bringing a friend? Or just an alternate personality or two?

gotcha - don't think I ever heard that

Flint, as usual, is pulling your leg. 'Tis not the FZ song which is being referenced. But I see that you did indicate that you are familiar with this one:

"Brandy (You're A Fine Girl)"

(As recorded by Looking Glass)
ELLIOT LURIE

There's a port on a western bay
And it serves a hundred ships a day
Lonely sailors pass the time away
And talk about their homes

And there's a girl, in this harbor town
And she works, laying whiskey down
They say "Brandy, fetch another round"
She serves them whiskey and wine

The sailors say "Brandy, you're a fine girl
What a good wife you would be
Yeah your eyes could steal a sailor
From the sea."

Brandy, wears a braided chain
Made of finest silver from the north of Spain
A locket, that bears the name
Of a man that Brandy loved

He came, on a summer's day
Bringing gifts, from far away
But he made it clear, he couldn't stay
No harbor was his home

The sailors said "Brandy, you're a fine girl
What a good wife you would be
But my life, my lover, my lady
Is the sea."

Yeah Brandy used to watch his eyes when he told his sailor's story
She could feel the ocean fall and rise, she saw it's raging glory
But he had always told the truth, Lord he was an honest man
And Brandy does her best to understand

At night, when the bars close down
Brandy walks through a silent town
And loves a man, who's not around
She still can hear him say, she hears him say

"Brandy, you're a fine girl
What a good wife you would be
But my life, my lover, my lady
Is the sea"

"Brandy, you're a fine girl
What a good wife you would be
But my life, my lover, my lady
Is the sea"

Nah, 'Spode, I wasn't thinking anything like that. Sometimes I like to make myself out to seem like more than I am. I push people away that way lol. Or at least, I think I do. What you see is what you get though. I don't hide that much. I'm pretty brutally upfront and honest, even if it is to my own demise. I'm not a serial killer...I don't have alternate personalities although sometimes I wish I did. My life might be a little more interesting if that were the case.