tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post117000893795196721..comments2010-07-30T02:00:44.629-05:00karlanoreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-55915230629678127392007-02-04T12:05:00.000-06:002007-02-04T12:05:00.000-06:00HAHAHAHAHAA!<br /><br />I SO know what you're saying. <br /><br />Try counting the number of times someone says "Ahhhh" during a sales 30 presentation. The highest I evern counted was 105.Jennihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08131525037649646250noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-32767752069636550462007-02-04T06:53:00.000-06:002007-02-04T06:53:00.000-06:00$600 is a nice little chunk of change. I'll increase my offer if you're freaky enough.<br /><br />Are you into water sports?Tedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17470641656828980226noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-35247952637754302722007-02-03T20:59:00.000-06:002007-02-03T20:59:00.000-06:00Your hair is so cute!uninvitedlikethecloudshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03991783615285327609noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-51133737787482854232007-02-03T17:29:00.000-06:002007-02-03T17:29:00.000-06:00You named my all time biggest pet peeve...when people pepper their speech with "know what I'm saying"? I hate that!!!! As soon as I hear that a couple times I start focusing on how many times they needlessly say that too. One of my co-workers says it all the time and even when I interject "Yes, I know what you're saying" she doesn't GET IT and just keeps on and uses it about thirty more times. I saw Puff Daddy (or whatever he goes by now)on tv the other night and found out he does it too. How did that get started anyway, I wonder?Cindihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10144735115800668574noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-25010434030015837002007-02-03T08:38:00.000-06:002007-02-03T08:38:00.000-06:00Karla licks Teds balls!!!Ianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07268864417627799331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-10143976943118921372007-02-03T08:11:00.000-06:002007-02-03T08:11:00.000-06:00Ted takes it up the ass!!!<br /><br />ahahahhahahahaIanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07268864417627799331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-62176001202661838422007-02-02T22:08:00.000-06:002007-02-02T22:08:00.000-06:00You sound like a good time. How's $300 sound?<br /><br />I have a lot more money than that, but we're only talking about an entry level position.Tedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17470641656828980226noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-80046050937581831752007-02-02T19:53:00.000-06:002007-02-02T19:53:00.000-06:00Long time reader, first time commenter. I love your blog!!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01384183297912652675noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-61361275505706748402007-02-02T13:30:00.000-06:002007-02-02T13:30:00.000-06:00hey there. Haven't read yet, as I'm SOOO far behind. Sorry to have not been around for all your goings-on.<br /><br />I see it's been so long, I'm off your blog roll even.<br /><br />Anyway, Happy new year!!! Done with my classes, so back to reading my regulars. woo!!!<br /><br />so you might see some comments on old posts.Needtszahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10659736556004040773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-36252601636419701502007-01-31T21:59:00.000-06:002007-01-31T21:59:00.000-06:00My feelings are hurt - to be called a jackass just because I choose to wear a nice cozy sweater around the house, or cuddle up under a blanket, rather than adding another $5 a day to the already approx $18 a day to heat this "big" house more than about 72 degrees! What with the outrageous electric rates these days! that extra savings I get by keeping it just a little on the cool side more than pays for the red wine which heats me up just fine. <br />Looks like "flounder" agrees with me. no bs.<br />love your blog.... still I remain anonymousAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-1099119302677678792007-01-31T20:07:00.000-06:002007-01-31T20:07:00.000-06:00it must suck to be an elementary school teacher, grading essays. i remember as a kid, a teacher told me a paragraph was about 6 sentences. there was a class assignment to write one paragraph why you love God.<br /><br />man that was a hard 6 sentences to come up with when i was 8. it was probably a really lame paragraph too!fatwonkkidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11316898370087520058noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-7311204780765469982007-01-31T19:43:00.000-06:002007-01-31T19:43:00.000-06:00Dyckerson: I doubt your comment was witty or insightful. That's why God intervened on the internet's behalf and smote your comment.<br /><br />Flounder: If you can't afford BOTH the heat AND the kids, get rid of one or both of those kids. Prioritize.<br /><br />Boom: As I recall YOU'RE the one who almost got my ass killed by nearly plowing your car into a deer. Oh, and YOU'RE the one who totalled the Driver's Ed car in high school. So if my passengers ever make any unusual sounds in my car, it's usually just the sound of them shouting "Thank God I'm riding with Karla and not Boom!"karlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02179619912129198718noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-17490714629875273412007-01-31T19:26:00.000-06:002007-01-31T19:26:00.000-06:00Ok.. if ANY of you had ever rode with Karla, you would UNDERSTAND any and all sounds coming from the passenger.La Boomnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-56236776169406955872007-01-31T02:33:00.000-06:002007-01-31T02:33:00.000-06:00I should have moved into that big ass house, I love morgue-like weather.Nocturnalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11113850853986787112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-268626866282088262007-01-30T22:41:00.000-06:002007-01-30T22:41:00.000-06:00Oh my god you're hilarious.<br /><br />And aza is priceless - gaspers! Oh shit bar! Kitten squished into a can of chick peas! <br /><br />~ snort chortle guffaw ~<br /><br />My word verification for today is kgrkenq. Isn't that a small town in Khazakstan? Perhaps Borat knows.trinity67http://www.blogger.com/profile/00909464686658364144noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-69655667470968421852007-01-30T19:50:00.000-06:002007-01-30T19:50:00.000-06:00oh that last bit happens to me too many times to count and then they have the nerve to comment on my driving skills. Like DUDE! If you didn't scare the shit out of me 95% of the time I'd drive just fine...know what I'm sayin'?<br />Great post..<br />StacieStaciehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08187960431337997124noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-4100699911526829712007-01-30T10:56:00.000-06:002007-01-30T10:56:00.000-06:00Nobody understands about the in-car gasp and how it affects the driver... I've been trying to tell people about this for years. "Calm down," they tell me. "Take more of your medication."<br /><br /><i>"Get out of my car,"</i> I reply.Dave Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17470872330925505480noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-44808117501801681442007-01-30T09:51:00.000-06:002007-01-30T09:51:00.000-06:00Your site is crude and funny, Know what I'm saying?Dooce Fan!http://www.blogger.com/profile/12594057892042608000noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-41631395828479095702007-01-29T22:37:00.000-06:002007-01-29T22:37:00.000-06:00God fucking dammit, I wrote a witty, inciteful comment for this stupid post yesterday. Now it's not here, and I don't remember what the fuck I wrote so I can't rewrite it. Fuck this shit!Mighty Dyckersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03567545779834406431noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-81414312897363379692007-01-29T20:58:00.000-06:002007-01-29T20:58:00.000-06:00I am that jackass. <br /><br />We prefer to be called “gaspers”. Whether we simply suck in a generous portion of air quickly and loudly, decompressing the cabin of your vehicle (while simultaneously flailing our hands, grabbing the “oh shit grip” or simply extending our arms straight out (as if to embrace the sweet baby Christ child). Oh, and let us not forget stomping our foot on the imaginary break peddle repeatedly) or shouting any of the following statements “Oh My God!”, “Holy Shit!” or “LOOK OUT/OVER THERE!”, “shouters” and “gaspers” are one in the same. <br /><br />Why do we do it? Well, because maybe a starving kitten did manage to cram its entire body into that discarded can of chick peas in the middle of the road. Or maybe the guy driving next to us really was getting ready to reload his crack pipe for another hit or fish around in the back seat for another beer which would send his car head on into ours. Or maybe we just thought of something funny to say. Or (if you’re that special kind of asshole jackass like myself) maybe we just like to keep those driving us on their toes.Azahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07917463612504415022noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-25267940794935949162007-01-29T18:18:00.000-06:002007-01-29T18:18:00.000-06:00Whenever I'm visiting friends who are to cheap to heat their place properly, I'll just set a small pet on fire to give them a subtle hint.tfghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07791116307693444845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-72380822880061682572007-01-29T12:38:00.000-06:002007-01-29T12:38:00.000-06:00To defend cheapskate homeowners for a minute, energy prices have really gotten out hand the past few years. My budget for home heating fuel and electricty have doubled since I bought my home almost five years ago. In the same period of time, we have gone from two incomes, no kids, to one income and one kid.<br /><br />But I have strict rules agaist visitors, so its all good.Flounder, BS Consultanthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00203484121537947508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-87087279448402035332007-01-29T10:35:00.000-06:002007-01-29T10:35:00.000-06:00Much like the time we discussed the best way to murder prostitutes, this is one of those rare instances where you and I agree completely. Sal makes this noise whenever she thinks I am about to careen wildly off the road, and it is the <i>exact</i> same noise as when she's drawing in breath to laugh really loudly. As you may imagine, this has nearly gotten us killed dozens of times.<br /><br />Well, nearly gotten <i>her</i> killed. My side of the car is equipped with 17 airbags and a titanium roll cage. Gotta look out for el numero ono, know what I mean? Eh? Know what I mean?<br /><br />As an aside, ACW gets mad props for coining the term "crotch-punchery," which I will begin using in public immediately.CommonWombathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641027892608666495noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-86389547760280530352007-01-29T10:24:00.000-06:002007-01-29T10:24:00.000-06:00As usual, all of these problems can be solved with crotch-punching. Your refusal to resort to crotch-punchery is alarming.AnonymousCoworkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05281820273862517882noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13503809.post-3230646280781056062007-01-29T09:55:00.000-06:002007-01-29T09:55:00.000-06:00Dude, I fucking HATE people that do that shit while I'm driving. What the HELL is wrong with you? What the SHIT am i doing that is SO frieking crazy!!!!!!<br /><br />Thanks, C; I feel liberated today.andymrmaestro.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.com