F.R.E.E. THATS SPELLS FREE

[Anonymous]

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modernsurrender wrote:

Cheech wrote:

When you wake in the middle of the night so you can pee (shattering another dream about applying for credit and transferring balances), you'll stumble to the monitor, log in to the site and see if anything changed

This is what I do every morning Mon-Fri when my boyfriend calls me at 630am to tell me good morning while he's on his way to work... log in and pull up a fresh TC report, then climb back in bed and go back to sleep until I actually have to be up for work.

I also find myself considering freezing my credit cards and debit card - so I'll quit buying new reports to check my FICOs.

I need help lol

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Well, thank God it's not just me! ;-)

[Anonymous]

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ivyalmighty wrote:

Kinda "gals" anyway

My whole life is half-full... I've got a lot to be thankful for, was pretty bad-off a few years back.

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I can relate, sister! And not just in a credit way! Thank God I finally found the courage to climb out of my self-imposed emotional coma, divorce my ex and start over with my kids. Then I found my Prince Charming and discoverd that life CAN be a fairy tale!

[Junejer]

credit report dot com baby.

[hotGQ161]

free credit report.com i could have seen this coming at me like an atom bomb :-) LOL

[Anonymous]

I started a thread a few weeks ago about these commercials. 

My 3 yr old sings with them and walks around singing them after they are on tv. He even dances to them. Of course it doesn't come out of his mouth the way it does on tv.

Him and the commercials crack me up.

[soylentorange20]

Isn't there a 3rd one where him and his bud's are

singing about living his grilfriends parent's basement

because she has bad credit, or is that another ad?

I do like the one where he drives off the lot in a

"used sub-compact"

[Junejer]

Yep, but I think they pulled that one for some reason. HTSU thinks it might be b/c it's mean. That's real life stuff that happens to people...please.

[Anonymous]

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soylentorange20 wrote:

Isn't there a 3rd one where him and his bud's are

singing about living his grilfriends parent's basement

because she has bad credit, or is that another ad?

I do like the one where he drives off the lot in a

"used sub-compact"

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You mean:

Well I married my dream girl, I married my dream girl
But she didn’t tell me her credit was bad
So now instead of living in a pleasant suburb
we’re living in the basement at her mom and dads
Though we cant get a loan for a respectable home
Just because my girl defaulted on some old credit card
If we’d gone to freecreditreport.com
I’d be a happy bachelor with a dog and a yard!

[islandchild82]

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ByrdMan wrote:
Come on atl...give the guy a break, because "instead of lookin' fly and rollin' phat, his legs are stickin' to the vinyl and his posse's gettin' laughed at". Sing it with me--F-R-E-E that spells free credit report dot com baby.

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LOL! Gotta love it!

But you forgot my favorite "...in a used subcompact." 

[haulingthescoreup]

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@Anonymous wrote:

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@soylentorange20 wrote:

Isn't there a 3rd one where him and his bud's are

singing about living his grilfriends parent's basement

because she has bad credit, or is that another ad?

I do like the one where he drives off the lot in a

"used sub-compact"

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You mean:

Well I married my dream girl, I married my dream girl
But she didn’t tell me her credit was bad
So now instead of living in a pleasant suburb
we’re living in the basement at her mom and dads
Though we cant get a loan for a respectable home
Just because my girl defaulted on some old credit card
If we’d gone to freecreditreport.com
I’d be a happy bachelor with a dog and a yard!

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Gosh, I miss that one! but I guess it cut a bit too close to the bone.

I loved every second of it, and I still remember the drummer sitting on the john, drumming away, and the angry wife slamming the door on him each time she walks by, carrying the laundry basket, and he kicks the door back open again, never missing a beat.... Ah, good times.

We have a finished basement and adult kids. I periodically brood about one of our kids bringing home someone without a lick of sense, setting up residence downstairs. And out in the driveway, the used sub-compact!