Saturday, December 10, 2016

I'm Going to Call This Tabexit, and You Can Totally Vote on It

Tabitha took over the blog last night, you guys.

As she does.
For the record, I'm a grown-ass woman, and if I feel like making a New Year's resolution, I will. And if I don't feel like it, I won't.

The great thing about New Year's resolutions is that they're not required, and they're only important if you decide they're important.

Maybe I should resolve to finally kick Tabitha to the curb in 2017. She doesn't actually do any work, you know? She seems to exist solely to give me a reason to occasionally go off my nut in this space.

Well, I don't need a surrogate to do that (unlike certain Presidents-elect I could name).

He hates when anyone posts unflattering pictures of him.
So I found this one.
Anyway, I wonder if any of you think Tabitha should stick around. Or if she should go. Or if you just don't give a shit either way.

You could let me know. I'm sort of on the fence. I mean, she's a convenient scapegoat for my worst instincts. But maybe I shouldn't need a scapegoat, right?

Poor lil goat.
Weigh in if you wish. On December 31, I'll either renew Tabitha's contract ad infinitum or ritually dismember her and burn her at the stake. I just don't know which at this point.

That probably has something to do with that New Year's resolution I was thinking about making.

It all goes together, you see.


  1. Now, see -- I thought Tabitha had gone to work for Trump. Totally made sense to me.

  2. If Tabby can survive being eaten by wild pigs she'll survive whatever you throw at her. Yay Tabby!

  3. I didn't recognize that last post as being from Tabitha because it didn't seem nearly angry enough.
    Maybe she's softened. Or maybe she's trying to throw us off.
    Either way I only want to see Tabitha come back if she brings her wild pigs with her.


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