tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833316.post8249603827633928821..comments2023-06-26T08:14:24.173-05:00Comments on ACK! THBBBT!: This week in random...Roseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07027536960284875200noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833316.post-84638974566453560362010-03-13T21:47:09.122-06:002010-03-13T21:47:09.122-06:00I kind of feel sorry for doctors, sometimes. I hav...I kind of feel sorry for doctors, sometimes. I have a friend who is a doctor, and every time he goes to a party, "I have this thing on my toe... my neck hurts when I do this... my left eyeball is bigger than my right..."<br /><br />I'm sorry I called you this morning. I really am! I'll never do it again.Shoshanah Marohnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07532684548824957399noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833316.post-61314521573849104202010-03-13T13:59:48.792-06:002010-03-13T13:59:48.792-06:00Roses, I handle e-mail correspondence for my Fathe...Roses, I handle e-mail correspondence for my Father's business. He sells ceramic kilns in Shreveport, LA.<br /><br />I probably get a half dozen e-mails a day from people like this... "I inherited a kiln from my grandmother. It looks just fine. Do you know someone that might want it? I live in Utica, NY. I don't know the name on it, or how big it is. But, how much is it worth?,Andyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10945901944078164054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833316.post-8459274404026340352010-03-13T10:57:08.178-06:002010-03-13T10:57:08.178-06:00I used to take a swim class with a friend. I would...I used to take a swim class with a friend. I would wait until she was about to go under the water before asking a question, and her mouth would automatically open to answer me... just as she went under.<br />It was funny.<br /><br />Yes, I have since become a kindlier, gentler Merry. But it was still funny.The Merryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09660495393832517684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833316.post-65175955946269848732010-03-12T18:02:41.192-06:002010-03-12T18:02:41.192-06:00Ah Roses... That's what they make ear plugs an...Ah Roses... That's what they make ear plugs and bathroom door locks for. Although I do get nabbed while on the phone a lot. That definitely goes in the file marked, "Why do my kids do this to me?"Lemon Standhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05963800782047571734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833316.post-19302886563568258312010-03-12T15:04:16.967-06:002010-03-12T15:04:16.967-06:00Formerly Beast. Hi, how you doing?Formerly Beast. Hi, how you doing?Oblivious Beasthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07071708162113381810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833316.post-60580461184051597622010-03-12T15:03:55.657-06:002010-03-12T15:03:55.657-06:00It's the phone that triggers that response her...It's the phone that triggers that response here. I have the phone next to my ear and all of a sudden the boys have a burning important issue that they must tell me right that second! It can never wait. Drives me crazy.<br /><br />Perhaps this little ditty will help brighten your day. Mystery Knitters Brighten Trees: http://preview.tinyurl.com/yc5zs4fOblivious Beasthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07071708162113381810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29833316.post-80815019421406743452010-03-12T13:09:51.396-06:002010-03-12T13:09:51.396-06:00I think trying to talk through the bathroom door i...I think trying to talk through the bathroom door is a gender thing, and boys never outgrow it. At least not until their wives threaten to slather their gonads with Ben Gay if they do it one more time...Thumperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02154314376352066709noreply@blogger.com