Ok, so I know for SHHHUUURE you have not missed the

VERIZON WIRELESS CUDDLEBEAR COMMERCIAL (thanks a whole lot McCann-Erickson)



You know the one:

HER: SQQUEEEEEEAAAAL -- whoooozzz my cuddlebear? he he he he...

HIM: umm, yup, ok I'm your cuddlebear.

HER: SQQQUUUEEEEEAALL - WHOOOOZZZZ MY CUDDLEBEAR?? HEEEE HEEEE HEEEE

HIM: *whispers softly from work* umm..I'm your cuddlebear...

HER: SQUEEEEE (ok you get the picture).



Duuuuudes -- does ANY SANE WOMAN ON THIS EARTH DO ANYTHING CLOSE TO THAT?

because if they do, I'm checking out. That's just wrong wrong and wrong. I bet if anyone does, its the type of woman who still have stuffed animals on her bed, and has to have sex with the lights out.

I'll fully admit (fully, thanks tesco) that I have a pet name. I've had a few pet names. I've given a few pet names. But the FRIGGIN SING SONG VOICE HAS NEVER EVER EVER come out of my mouth.

All my ex-boyfriends are invited to comment here (yup, all three of you Steve, Bill and Dave).

But I have to say, I think my pet names (given and gotten) were COOL.

Cuddlebear?

Does that seem cool to you???

Who am I to knock true (disgustingly sticky gross) love? I dunno - but it makes me sick to even think its done in private. Much less over the video, phone or whatever during the workday.

Share up brave people, What's Your Pet Name?????

later cupcake.....pookie......love bucket......honey bun......(ok, I'm now getting hungry....)