tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6488829384708819450.post3346052350445343282..comments2015-04-06T05:46:44.931-04:00Comments on Get Off My Lawn: Worst Date..... Ever..end transmission.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11100368775312320957noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6488829384708819450.post-60191227597470109852011-02-06T22:34:08.561-05:002011-02-06T22:34:08.561-05:00Well, I'm a little more sober now, and yeah, I...Well, I'm a little more sober now, and yeah, I'm pretty sure that was a stupid analogy. I blame Mr. Cuervo though. ;-P<br /><br />*passes bottle (what's left of it...)*katsidhehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09859540523817060764noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6488829384708819450.post-32498363906828881712011-02-06T21:29:12.784-05:002011-02-06T21:29:12.784-05:00I dunno if it's a stupid analogy or not. But ...I dunno if it's a stupid analogy or not. But I can tell you that Puddle of Mudd was not playing that night. :-) Now pass the Quervo..end transmission.https://www.blogger.com/profile/11100368775312320957noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6488829384708819450.post-49709354859872516332011-02-06T14:12:35.519-05:002011-02-06T14:12:35.519-05:00This chick...I don't think I like her. It was...This chick...I don't think I like her. It wasn't your fault about the restaurant service, her bladder causing you to losing your place, or the resulting back injury in trying to rectify said lost place. She sounds about as deep as a puddle of mud, and twice as thick.<br /><br />Was that a stupid analogy? I'm not sure. I'll have to check back when I haven't been drinking Tequila.katsidhehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09859540523817060764noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6488829384708819450.post-65894792693566592512011-01-17T15:27:27.919-05:002011-01-17T15:27:27.919-05:00You gotta laugh at this, right? Weeping uncontrol...You gotta laugh at this, right? Weeping uncontrollably while driving home is not a good option..end transmission.https://www.blogger.com/profile/11100368775312320957noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6488829384708819450.post-36165159845324231822011-01-15T23:05:41.589-05:002011-01-15T23:05:41.589-05:00Oh, God...this was freakin' hysterical. For me...Oh, God...this was freakin' hysterical. For me, anyway. I'm glad that even then you were able to laugh about it....'cause it sounds pretty terrible. All the emotions of a first date: humiliation, extreme pain, financial insecurity...sounds about right.kathrynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06152568985075401447noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6488829384708819450.post-11821243420847229022011-01-12T20:39:00.326-05:002011-01-12T20:39:00.326-05:00Mama, I couldn't move or breath, so I just sto...Mama, I couldn't move or breath, so I just stood still until I could see straight. That took two songs. Linda, I think you're doing it wrong. Hahahaa And Chrissy? They keep calling because you gave them your REAL number. :-).end transmission.https://www.blogger.com/profile/11100368775312320957noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6488829384708819450.post-43907680079730971402011-01-11T20:30:14.047-05:002011-01-11T20:30:14.047-05:00It's FOUR pats? Are you sure? Well, shit, that...It's FOUR pats? Are you sure? Well, shit, that's why they keep calling.Bobby Allanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17362990178566295070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6488829384708819450.post-63613819263223348312011-01-10T21:39:00.910-05:002011-01-10T21:39:00.910-05:00I did the "four pats" then married the g...I did the "four pats" then married the guy.Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08600023008897326861noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6488829384708819450.post-14918021223851978472011-01-09T18:43:07.388-05:002011-01-09T18:43:07.388-05:00ooooh, i'm sorry! But.... after the back went ...ooooh, i'm sorry! But.... after the back went out you waited TWO WHOLE SONGS before putting her down? i'm definitely laughing at that decision. what a guy!HolyMama!https://www.blogger.com/profile/11265703576854119414noreply@blogger.com