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I was in the Riverbank office the other night when I ran into Southern Girl.
I mentioned the post about the kids wearing the super cool t-shirts.
She said, “ok, i don’t think i would let my kid wear all of those, but some of them i’d definitely consider!”
So I immediately started yelling, “What’s up with the repression? What Country do they live in?
Kids are bein’ repressed over here! They need help!”
I was still yelling and smiling as I walked away when she made her response.
I couldn’t hear her though, as I had my fingers in my ears and I was saying, “La la la I can’t hear you”.
She must have been saying something about one specific thing though.
She kept holding up one finger.
In the comment section, I made the statement that Sweet and Corrine were Number One.
I wish to withdraw that statement at this time.
I would like to replace it with this one;
Sweet, Corrine, Carrie and Southern Girl are Number One!
That is all!
thank you for the video.
it just so happens that i LOVE Lynyrd Skynyrd, and “Freebird” is one of my all-time favorite songs…or anthems, as it might be more appropriately described.
also, i just yesterday bought tickets for their concert in new orleans next month.
that being said, i totally get geno now.
the video said it all, and i understand.
you are one lucky lady to have him as a friend, and he is a helluva lucky guy to be able to call you the same.
*hugs*
southern girl
Note From Tramp: My writers ROCK!
Songs have some very good insults in them.
How do you add class to an insult? Add music to it!
If you have any favorites, send them to me and I’ll post them with your name.
Here are three of my favorites.
From Steely Dan;
“You’ve been telling me you’re a genius since you were seventeen,
In all the time I’ve known you, I still don’t know what you mean.”
From Nirvana;
“I wish I was like you,
Easily amused.”
And from Pat Dailey;
“You don’t have to drink to be an asshole.”
Songs have some very good insults in them.
How do you add class to an insult? Add music to it!
If you have any favorites, send them to me and I’ll post them with your name.
Here are three of my favorites.
From Steely Dan;
“You’ve been telling me you’re a genius since you were seventeen,
In all the time I’ve known you, I still don’t know what you mean.”
From Nirvana;
“I wish I was like you,
Easily amused.”
And from Pat Dailey;
“You don’t have to drink to be an asshole.”
Allow me to embarrass myself with a true story from tonight..
I have been extremely busy at my company. We have many large orders to fill and while this is a good thing for the company, not the same is true for me as no one else can do what I do at the company. So I’ve been working at least sixteen hours a day, six days a week for three weeks now. I went to work Monday morning and did not come home until Wednesday night. I did not come home Thursday night, instead sleeping on the floor of my office for a few hours. And believe you me, it gets exhausting. I am down right dog-tired most of the time.
How tired is that? Let me tell you. I don’t think any of you have ever been this tired. And by this tired, I mean this stupid. And again yes, I am extremely embarrassed by this story.
I left work tonight with my butt dragging way behind me. So tired was I that my brain seemed to have ceased functioning. You may not believe this, but as God is my witness, this story is true.
Today being a Friday during Lent, I am supposed to eat no meat. And I don‘t, no heathen am I. So I decided to go to a local Burger King, as they have fish sandwiches on sale. And the fish is good there.
I hit the drive thru with about five minutes left before they close. I ask for two fish sandwiches, one for me and one for my dog. The girl tells me to pull up to the window. I pull up and there is a pretty girl working there who is in her mid twenties. She sees me and snatches the bag of food back. She says that those sandwiches are old and she wants to make up some fresh ones for me. She asks me to pull up to the door and wait. I do, not really caring because I am so tired. I probably would have been happy eating the bag.
Minutes pass and out she comes with an enormous bag of food. She tells me that she made new sandwiches for me and threw in some other stuff as well. A mountain of fries, some cookies and other things. She hands it to me and smiles.
Now it gets strange. And I honestly missed this entire conversation even though I was in it (I’m tired, remember? I cannot say that enough).
She asks me if I like fish. I say yes, I do, thinking why would I order it if I didn’t like it? She says that she likes guys who like fish. I miss it. She then says that she likes meat. I miss it and say something like, “to each his own“. She then tells me that she is getting off of work right now. I say, “Good, now you can go and do what you want”. Then I say, “Well, enjoy your night, I’ll see you”, and drive away. I wonder why she looks so shocked.
About a half mile up the road, it hits me. I blush, really! I feel like the stupidest person alive. Now don’t get me wrong, I would not have taken her up on the offer even if I had realized what she was talking about. I am married and have never cheated on my wife. That is true. But I can’t believe how stupid I must have come off as to her. And that’s embarrassing. And that’s how tired I really am. A conversation like that with a pretty young girl went right over my head. I didn’t have a clue.
In retrospect, I am so glad that I did not say, “I like meat too!”
L’Occitane en Provence
Zostrix
Purple Emu Golden Magic
One-year Complimentary Golf For Women Magazine
Free Dog Tag
Hey Sweet, get one for Eddie. I was going to get one for Geno, but it wouldn’t be true!
Purina® Cat Chow® brand Cat Food Naturals
Superstay Silky Foundation
Almay Hydracolor™ Lipstick
Prilosec OTC
Sam seems to think there is a problem with men buying children’s clothing.
I must be missing something. There’s no problem from where I’m standing.
Unless, of course, YOU have a problem with a baby that ROCKS!
Because, after all, shouldn’t all babies ROCK?
Oh, wait. I think that’s suppose to be BABES.
Whatever. Everyone should ROCK!
Yeah, that’s it!
.
.
.
These photos were blatantly pilfered from the blog of Samantha Burns, the best and best looking blogger in Canada.
Oh, and by the way, Sam ROCKS!
And she’s a BABE!
Sam seems to think there is a problem with men buying children’s clothing.
I must be missing something. There’s no problem from where I’m standing.
Unless, of course, YOU have a problem with a baby that ROCKS!
Because, after all, shouldn’t all babies ROCK?
Oh, wait. I think that’s suppose to be BABES.
Whatever. Everyone should ROCK!
Yeah, that’s it!
.
.
.
These photos were blatantly pilfered from the blog of Samantha Burns, the best and best looking blogger in Canada.
Oh, and by the way, Sam ROCKS!
And she’s a BABE!
Sam seems to think there is a problem with men buying children’s clothing.
I must be missing something. There’s no problem from where I’m standing.
Unless, of course, YOU have a problem with a baby that ROCKS!
Because, after all, shouldn’t all babies ROCK?
Oh, wait. I think that’s suppose to be BABES.
Whatever. Everyone should ROCK!
Yeah, that’s it!
.
.
.
These photos were blatantly pilfered from the blog of Samantha Burns, the best and best looking blogger in Canada.
Oh, and by the way, Sam ROCKS!
And she’s a BABE!
Sam seems to think there is a problem with men buying children’s clothing.
I must be missing something. There’s no problem from where I’m standing.
Unless, of course, YOU have a problem with a baby that ROCKS!
Because, after all, shouldn’t all babies ROCK?
Oh, wait. I think that’s suppose to be BABES.
Whatever. Everyone should ROCK!
Yeah, that’s it!
.
.
.
These photos were blatantly pilfered from the blog of Samantha Burns, the best and best looking blogger in Canada.
Oh, and by the way, Sam ROCKS!
And she’s a BABE!
Sam seems to think there is a problem with men buying children’s clothing.
I must be missing something. There’s no problem from where I’m standing.
Unless, of course, YOU have a problem with a baby that ROCKS!
Because, after all, shouldn’t all babies ROCK?
Oh, wait. I think that’s suppose to be BABES.
Whatever. Everyone should ROCK!
Yeah, that’s it!
.
.
.
These photos were blatantly pilfered from the blog of Samantha Burns, the best and best looking blogger in Canada.
Oh, and by the way, Sam ROCKS!
And she’s a BABE!
Sam seems to think there is a problem with men buying children’s clothing.
I must be missing something. There’s no problem from where I’m standing.
Unless, of course, YOU have a problem with a baby that ROCKS!
Because, after all, shouldn’t all babies ROCK?
Oh, wait. I think that’s suppose to be BABES.
Whatever. Everyone should ROCK!
Yeah, that’s it!
.
.
.
These photos were blatantly pilfered from the blog of Samantha Burns, the best and best looking blogger in Canada.
Oh, and by the way, Sam ROCKS!
And she’s a BABE!
Sam seems to think there is a problem with men buying children’s clothing.
I must be missing something. There’s no problem from where I’m standing.
Unless, of course, YOU have a problem with a baby that ROCKS!
Because, after all, shouldn’t all babies ROCK?
Oh, wait. I think that’s suppose to be BABES.
Whatever. Everyone should ROCK!
Yeah, that’s it!
.
.
.
These photos were blatantly pilfered from the blog of Samantha Burns, the best and best looking blogger in Canada.
Oh, and by the way, Sam ROCKS!
And she’s a BABE!
Sam seems to think there is a problem with men buying children’s clothing.
I must be missing something. There’s no problem from where I’m standing.
Unless, of course, YOU have a problem with a baby that ROCKS!
Because, after all, shouldn’t all babies ROCK?
Oh, wait. I think that’s suppose to be BABES.
Whatever. Everyone should ROCK!
Yeah, that’s it!
.
.
.
These photos were blatantly pilfered from the blog of Samantha Burns, the best and best looking blogger in Canada.
Oh, and by the way, Sam ROCKS!
And she’s a BABE!
Sam seems to think there is a problem with men buying children’s clothing.
I must be missing something. There’s no problem from where I’m standing.
Unless, of course, YOU have a problem with a baby that ROCKS!
Because, after all, shouldn’t all babies ROCK?
Oh, wait. I think that’s suppose to be BABES.
Whatever. Everyone should ROCK!
Yeah, that’s it!
.
.
.
These photos were blatantly pilfered from the blog of Samantha Burns, the best and best looking blogger in Canada.
Oh, and by the way, Sam ROCKS!
And she’s a BABE!
Sam seems to think there is a problem with men buying children’s clothing.
I must be missing something. There’s no problem from where I’m standing.
Unless, of course, YOU have a problem with a baby that ROCKS!
Because, after all, shouldn’t all babies ROCK?
Oh, wait. I think that’s suppose to be BABES.
Whatever. Everyone should ROCK!
Yeah, that’s it!
.
.
.
These photos were blatantly pilfered from the blog of Samantha Burns, the best and best looking blogger in Canada.
Oh, and by the way, Sam ROCKS!
And she’s a BABE!
Sam seems to think there is a problem with men buying children’s clothing.
I must be missing something. There’s no problem from where I’m standing.
Unless, of course, YOU have a problem with a baby that ROCKS!
Because, after all, shouldn’t all babies ROCK?
Oh, wait. I think that’s suppose to be BABES.
Whatever. Everyone should ROCK!
Yeah, that’s it!
.
.
.
These photos were blatantly pilfered from the blog of Samantha Burns, the best and best looking blogger in Canada.
Oh, and by the way, Sam ROCKS!
And she’s a BABE!
Sam seems to think there is a problem with men buying children’s clothing.
I must be missing something. There’s no problem from where I’m standing.
Unless, of course, YOU have a problem with a baby that ROCKS!
Because, after all, shouldn’t all babies ROCK?
Oh, wait. I think that’s suppose to be BABES.
Whatever. Everyone should ROCK!
Yeah, that’s it!
.
.
.
These photos were blatantly pilfered from the blog of Samantha Burns, the best and best looking blogger in Canada.
Oh, and by the way, Sam ROCKS!
And she’s a BABE!
Sam seems to think there is a problem with men buying children’s clothing.
I must be missing something. There’s no problem from where I’m standing.
Unless, of course, YOU have a problem with a baby that ROCKS!
Because, after all, shouldn’t all babies ROCK?
Oh, wait. I think that’s suppose to be BABES.
Whatever. Everyone should ROCK!
Yeah, that’s it!
.
.
.
These photos were blatantly pilfered from the blog of Samantha Burns, the best and best looking blogger in Canada.
Oh, and by the way, Sam ROCKS!
And she’s a BABE!
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