tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215546190509492232.post2555085224759155441..comments2023-11-02T01:31:16.712-07:00Comments on bugs, bikes, brains, and buffalo: Red FacedAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08793047835261862513noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215546190509492232.post-49298377669955631582008-08-15T01:22:00.000-07:002008-08-15T01:22:00.000-07:00Blinders Off,Heh....S.Blinders Off,<BR/><BR/>Heh....<BR/><BR/>S.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08793047835261862513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215546190509492232.post-59056456051399130292008-08-14T21:54:00.000-07:002008-08-14T21:54:00.000-07:00It is not often people tell each other at the same...It is not often people tell each other at the same time, "I think I have fallen for you"<BR/><BR/>I am trying to be cute and funny :)Blinders Offhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03109286529955936165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215546190509492232.post-40831278693948251532008-08-14T01:10:00.000-07:002008-08-14T01:10:00.000-07:00The important thing is, you popped up like a rock ...The important thing is, you popped up like a rock star!<BR/><BR/>Linda D. in SeattleBRAINCHEESEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04478852688645497036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215546190509492232.post-23987827755904288982008-08-13T19:05:00.000-07:002008-08-13T19:05:00.000-07:00Now that was funny.Now that was funny.Denver Refashionistahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17681030016057155728noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215546190509492232.post-21201684877414941142008-08-13T02:08:00.000-07:002008-08-13T02:08:00.000-07:00Lisa,Too bad it didn't time with gunshots...Diane,...Lisa,<BR/>Too bad it didn't time with gunshots...<BR/><BR/>Diane,<BR/>Reminds me of the kids in class who always leaned back in their chairs until they finally tipped completely. <BR/>One bully in grade 5 was trying to get my goat one day when his pants ripped from front to back. That was the most glorious moment of Karma ever experienced.<BR/><BR/>S.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08793047835261862513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215546190509492232.post-35123776496304602632008-08-12T23:27:00.000-07:002008-08-12T23:27:00.000-07:00LOL, I feel backwards off a chair, the cheap back ...LOL, I feel backwards off a chair, the cheap back broke, I was the Bethlehem Steel receptionist/security guard and was attached to a 100 line PBX, my glasses went flying, my pants ripped apart and my butt turned 50 shades of bruise! Luckily, not a soul was around, though the phone lines were hopping. I just kept talking and another guard had to bring me his jacket to wear around my ripped pants. I was laughing so hard, I never felt any pain. Lawn chairs-- fun times! LOLDiane J Standifordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11862850657925658079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3215546190509492232.post-79618469245022321402008-08-12T04:34:00.000-07:002008-08-12T04:34:00.000-07:00Oh my goodness. How dare you actually lean back a...Oh my goodness. How dare you actually lean back and make full use of a plastic adirondack chair. You do know that those are more just for looks, not function.<BR/><BR/>Anyway, was it loud enough with a sharp bang that one could have deduced that someone in the movie had shot you guys through the wall?<BR/><BR/>If so, that's pretty funny!!Lisa Emrichhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10862232056342347990noreply@blogger.com