Hmmm...a Lawyer huh, nah. I like being a Jack-of-all-Trades. I am a writer/photographer that needs to work in between jobs. You know, the starving artist-) It's gotten me this far at 46-)
Originally posted by plantwhisperer1: Hello Maria,
I sleep very well thank you. Your answer is in the wenis thread, thanks for asking-)
Just trying to get everyone away from the negativity-)
If you laughed, it worked-)
Lisa <loves to laugh>
Lisa,
Thank you for the much needed laughs...as one who has participated in the negativity this fine evening, I apologize to those who have had to step over it (it was an attempt to keep people from leaving again, they are worth saving)
I LOVE these threads and it would be a pity if Mike didn't hop on one of these and answer some of these priceless questions!
Diana. pretty much done with my venting...hoping it wasn't too much like what spewed out of the the turkey's vents last week... eeeuuwww I think that qualifies me as the winner of The Grossest Post of the week, anyone else????
Hmmm...a Lawyer huh, nah. I like being a Jack-of-all-Trades. I am a writer/photographer that needs to work in between jobs. You know, the starving artist-) It's gotten me this far at 46-)
Grasshopper,
Love the f@rt question. I will bet he did.
Lisa <likes simplicity>
I know I try to blame it on anyone else but me...is that wrong?? Shelly (the cat did it)
Well, let's not forget that (according to Mike) his feet smell like roses. Therefore, it's possible that his flatulence radiates with the aroma of chrysanthemums!
The oldest has to teach the next in line how to p## properly. Gender has nothing to do with it. I am the eldest, next comes my brother David. I really could not demonstrate effectively.
I can see this thread has rapidily digressed...but it is pretty funny.
My sweet baby boy...who will soon be leaving his teenage years...and all his buddies proudly f@rt in public and claim it...and they like to see who can produce the smelliest one. I have seen this behavior in guys many times.
Girls...it seems to me...don't like to admit they do...they really don't want it to smell...and they like to blame it on others.
When my children were in daycare a boy's production of gas were called "burpies" and a girls were called "fluffies"....I kinda like that, except Mike called his "prison workout" a "burpee" so it spoiled the whole dicotomy for me...
Just my take on things this fine Friday morning...yeah it's Friday baby!!!!
My nephew's daycare used froot loops to drill the boys, when he was training. They had to "shoot" the cereal in color order.
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Some people really like the smell of their own fragrance-)
I was in the public loo one day, for a sit-down. Having brought my can of spray, I did a pre-emptive strike. From the next stall, I heard, "Do you mind? You're interferring with my enjoyment."
Seriously, some day, you'll see my book at your local Borders. I've already selected the title:
