tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21979818.post114525253978833785..comments2023-10-28T10:39:29.525-06:00Comments on Buggering Crap Monkies: Easter weekend update (somber tale)Bronwynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18386091994745153450noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21979818.post-1145335950295934832006-04-17T22:52:00.000-06:002006-04-17T22:52:00.000-06:00G is the preferred brother.G is the preferred brother.Bronwynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18386091994745153450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21979818.post-1145335458472881062006-04-17T22:44:00.000-06:002006-04-17T22:44:00.000-06:00That I did. But not as a result of G.That I did. But not as a result of G.Queen of West Procrastinationhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17216968234999269409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21979818.post-1145334431056175602006-04-17T22:27:00.000-06:002006-04-17T22:27:00.000-06:00Don't you know it Queenie. Dodged that bullet.Don't you know it Queenie. Dodged that bullet.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21979818.post-1145296869270605662006-04-17T12:01:00.000-06:002006-04-17T12:01:00.000-06:00Poor C. Always the "could-have-been-Mom-in-law," ...Poor C. Always the "could-have-been-Mom-in-law," never the "Mom-in-law."Queen of West Procrastinationhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17216968234999269409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21979818.post-1145293694813300702006-04-17T11:08:00.000-06:002006-04-17T11:08:00.000-06:00Maryanne, I missed you this weekend. More than yo...Maryanne, I missed you this weekend. More than you know. It was dreadful. But to make up for it, we will call you and tell you all of it. And totally G's Mom is the greatest what-could-have-been-Mom-in-law ever.Bronwynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18386091994745153450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21979818.post-1145293449898453372006-04-17T11:04:00.000-06:002006-04-17T11:04:00.000-06:00Ain't that the damn truth. Creepy old men trying ...Ain't that the damn truth. Creepy old men trying to pat you on the shoulder and failing miserably.LynnieChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00451076575419937000noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21979818.post-1145292685010008662006-04-17T10:51:00.000-06:002006-04-17T10:51:00.000-06:00Once you hit a certain age, the sensitivity filter...Once you hit a certain age, the sensitivity filter is so filled up with repressed insults that it no longer functions properly. Men also no longer understand the concept of inappropriate touching.rogerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00744845604085783380noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21979818.post-1145291584195410512006-04-17T10:33:00.000-06:002006-04-17T10:33:00.000-06:00So, that makes sense how the first report everyone...So, that makes sense how the first report everyone's hearing from the Mom generation is how hot you were looking. Or "spiffy," to use my mother's word. <BR/><BR/>I love G's Mom. I can't fathom how hard it would be to ask for a son's forgiveness, and advise the girl (that you so much wanted to end up with her son) to move on. <BR/><BR/>I'm so sorry that I wasn't there to go for Tim Horton's runs and walk and complain about the crazy old people who say the least sensitive things possible and have no idea that they were being insensitive.<BR/><BR/>(Did I mention that I'll be in Sask. for nearly two weeks in June? Plus possibly three weeks in July?)Queen of West Procrastinationhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17216968234999269409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21979818.post-1145291516530893502006-04-17T10:31:00.000-06:002006-04-17T10:31:00.000-06:00Wait, I already read the whole thing. I will now ...Wait, I already read the whole thing. I will now purge any feelings of entertainment I may have had.rogerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00744845604085783380noreply@blogger.com