tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21979818.post8634632164754181767..comments2023-10-28T10:39:29.525-06:00Comments on Buggering Crap Monkies: Making my own cheerBronwynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18386091994745153450noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21979818.post-64079775841077223412009-09-02T00:13:00.526-06:002009-09-02T00:13:00.526-06:00Grr... being the oldest sucks. And my brother was ...Grr... being the oldest sucks. And my brother was close enough in age that I didn't even have the benefit of being allowed to stay up later or do things first. We did everything together. <br /><br />Speaking of having to work for things your siblings are just bestowed... I wanted a house key, and my parents made me carry around a key CHAIN (with no keys on it) for ONE SOLID YEAR to prove that I could keep track of it. Every so often they would ask, "Do you have your keychain?" and I would dutifully pull it out of my purse or pocket: "Here it is." I kid you not, less than two months after I finally got my actual house key, they were like, "Oh, hey, Daniel... you should probably have a house key. Here you go." <br /><br />I am pretty sure I threw a tantrum. Not pretty when you're 15, but come on. Totally justified.brookehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11496060745790400774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21979818.post-76048058161996668322009-09-01T17:02:49.620-06:002009-09-01T17:02:49.620-06:00I firmly believe that, as first children, you and ...I firmly believe that, as first children, you and I were definitely the "experimental" model!! Your Dad is at least big enough to admit it! You are right, those that came behind got the benefit of parents who had learned better at our expense. Bitter with you!Dawsyn's Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03938891557231747649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21979818.post-24662190189801660932009-09-01T16:12:16.808-06:002009-09-01T16:12:16.808-06:00Dad: I maintain that you ruined my life.
Rae: Yo...Dad: I maintain that you ruined my life. <br /><br />Rae: You are biased.<br /><br />QoWP: Garage sales were the best place for them. <br /><br />I'm not Benny: I love the evil stare.Bronwynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18386091994745153450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21979818.post-64209564368758899302009-09-01T10:44:48.004-06:002009-09-01T10:44:48.004-06:00Your Mom telling you that you couldn't have a ...Your Mom telling you that you couldn't have a cabbage patch doll because they were flammable killed me, hahaha.<br /><br />Here, I dug this old post up for you- I'm just saying- be careful! <br /><br />http://themonkeysmelon.blogspot.com/2007/10/care-bear-stare-and-other-plots-of-evil.htmlAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21979818.post-52022068131702683052009-09-01T08:45:03.589-06:002009-09-01T08:45:03.589-06:00With Cabbage Patch dolls, Mom's reasoning was ...With Cabbage Patch dolls, Mom's reasoning was "Do you realise that people are fighting each other in toy stores to get one of those? I'm not doing that." I found one for a dollar at a garage sale and bought it with allowance money.Queen of West Procrastinationhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17216968234999269409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21979818.post-72241369502039782122009-09-01T08:02:32.385-06:002009-09-01T08:02:32.385-06:00I have to debate that point about your athletics s...I have to debate that point about your athletics skills. You kicked butt at rugby. I think it was just a matter of finding the right sport for you. Champ Bear would have been proud.Raenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21979818.post-32328776012073699562009-09-01T04:44:56.451-06:002009-09-01T04:44:56.451-06:00You were an experimental model. We had so many st...You were an experimental model. We had so many stupid rules for you it was pathetic. Candy, Barbie Dolls, you name it. By the time LynnieC came along we realized that if we kept you kids clothed and fed, the rest was up to you and God.The Blog Fodderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11441978691701289074noreply@blogger.com