Hello fellow BB followers! UHG's rampant hospitality abuse ratcheted up this week. In update #13, UHG violated another boundary (don't bogard someone's parenting) and got an EPIC smackdown from an unexpected source, none other than Smallbeaver, AKA Beavie Smalls.

We also learn that, for the moment, BumbleBeaver doesn't have to worry about the return ticket because MR. UHG has "prospects" as they used to say in early novels. But given his tendency not to deliver (2 bedroom house anyone?), some of us are guessing that she's not dropping the honeypot 'til she sees the moneypot. I don't know why people see RomComs or buy romance novels when there are great love stories like this in real life. In the spirit of their marriage, I'm proposed another category: #18: Love Can't Buy You Money for guesses that Mr.UHG doesn't get the job and UHG proposes another "internship."

For those of you not following the adventures of UHG, ordinary love kinda nails why we can't quit

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date #14 is where we discover UHG might also stand for Ugh. Honey, NO. She left wet towels, hair, water (or maybe worse) in common areas of the Beaver household.

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Which makes me remember one of my Great-Aunts saying of a neighbor, "That girl is just so common" with an eyeroll and sucking of teeth (which are required accessories with a church crown). She common.

People, forgetting BumbleBeaver's saintly nature, suggested great mini revenge scenarios.

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But most important, UHG has started taking SmallBeaver's food again. She took GORP, which I guess nutritionally balanced out the pizza?

Evidently in a traditional pool, once your date has passed, you can't win, but in the spirit of Loki and nostalgia for the category that started it all, I am anointing a winner: BelleFemme AGAIN for category #1. She guessed that UHG would return to food stealing ways on October 6. Congratulations girl, pretty soon you're gonna look like this:

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FYI, gorp is very different than when I was younger. Soon as I think I've got the hang of stuff white people do (I never knew what gorp was until I went to college & got introduced to things like sitting in the sun for no reason, washing your hair every day, and gorp), y'all change it up. Thanks to MLK and my hardworking parents, I've overcome, so now I also look forward to sitting in the sun for no reason and eat gorp every once in a while, but washing my hair everyday is still no bueno.

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UHG has also been enjoying some of the local culture AKA MEB's Dick. But just for fun, pretend that they actually went out someplace where you wear clothes. What play did UGH & MEB see? I'm going for An Internship Named Desire.

Finally, BumbleBeaver has agreed to take a break. because I'm off on a work trip (Don't hate me). But you can enter her contest: Six Word Biographies of UHG, AKA Haiku of Entitlement.

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There's also what I'm loosely calling the FanFic contest, which can be fictional or nonfictional speculation /alternative scenarios of the UHG saga. We already have a strong entry from Little Red Robot, but don't let that intimidate you.

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On a completely unrelated note. Is there anything we can do to knock the story of the creepy stalker guy off the sidebar? I'm happy a GTer got mainpaged, but now he's just there, staring at us all the time. Can we Hiddlesbomb a thread to get it to the top spot?