Wait a second. There has literally been zero clues for a twin all season. Not a mention of it. Imagine how much of a shock and surprise it would have been to see someone’s twin just out the blue?
Marlene ruins this show all on her own. She builds up hype on social media, boasting about a twin for months on end. Everyone gets excited and then it’s a huge let down. If she just kept her mouth shut and let us be surprised when it happens, funnily enough, WE WOULD BE SURPRISED.
Seriously she has no clue. She always goes on about how we’re going to be shocked, but how can we be if: a) you’ve told us what’s going to happen? and b) you know fine well there will be a theory for every single person that has stepped foot in Rosewood?
Marlene babe, do EVERYONE a favour and just log off.
A Mom went to have dinner with her son who lives with his roommate. During the course of the meal, his mother couldn’t help but notice how handsome his roommate was. She had been suspicious about her sons sexuality but being a good mother she felt that he would let her know if and when the time was right but seeing the two together just made her more curious.
Over the course of the evening, while watching the interaction between the two she wondered even more if there was more here than meets the eye. Her son, sensing his mothers watchfully eye volunteered, “really Mom, I can tell what you’re thinking and you can just get it out of your mind, we are just roommates and nothing more”.
About a week later the roommate remarked, “ever since your mother was here the silver serving platter has been missing, do you think she took it?”
He responded, “Well I’m sure she didn’t but I will email her and ask just to be sure” he sat down and wrote:
Hey Mom I’m not saying you did take the silver platter from the house and I am not saying you didn’t take it but the fact remains that it has been missing ever since you were here for dinner. Love, Your Son.
A couple days later he got a response from his mother:
Dear Son, I am not saying that you do sleep with your roommate and I am not saying that you don’t sleep with him and you know I love you and could care less either way but the fact remains that if he was sleeping in his own bed he would have found the platter under his pillow. When are the two of you coming for dinner? Love, Mom
BEST MOM
I’m crYING
this is honestly my most favorite post ever. it pops up in my dash like at least twice a year and i just read it everytime and reblog it to relive this story.
