I left the greatest wittiest comment in the universe and my internet went down
how is that possible?
I replied in an email to my son's first sweet missionary landlady and - just a week ago - was looking in my sent box and found out that the email I sent (super funny witty response) was sent 65 times
when you send a witty reply 65 times I think it loses its wit and comes off as insaine
This is why when you commit FB suicide and now are threatining Twitter suicide I react so homicidal
I need an outlet to be in my own mind as awesomely witty and funny without alienating my community, my childrens teachers, or my congregation.
This can only happen with someone who shared the same room as me growing up and has somehow the same ADD addled brain and thinks she is as funny as I do.
This is you. When you have your comments disabled then I must find you, stalk you and wherever you comment on someone elses blog or post I will hijack them and then we get going and play -
and I am sure annoy the heck out of the world
As I can't imagine what my missionary son's landlady now thinks of the mother who sent what was to be a fun reply 65 times...
I'm thrilled that I came back to life just in time to be able to comment.
I read your post about flowers, and I have always wondered the same thing after stake conferences. I know the guy that supplies our stake with arrangements. Maybe I should ask him.
Also, I HAD to click on your link to your previous post. I nearly died laughing. You should see our arrangements of artificial flowers. It's as if someone went to the bargain bin at Joann's and said, "I will buy ALL THE FLOWERS." I think every color in the rainbow is somehow represented, and it is ... a sight to see. Yikes.
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I HAVE THE WORST LUCK
I left the greatest wittiest comment in the universe
and my internet went down
how is that possible?
I replied in an email to my son's first sweet missionary landlady and - just a week ago - was looking in my sent box and found out that the email I sent (super funny witty response) was sent 65 times
when you send a witty reply 65 times I think it loses its wit and comes off as insaine
This is why when you commit FB suicide and now are threatining Twitter suicide I react so homicidal
I need an outlet to be in my own mind as awesomely witty and funny without alienating my community, my childrens teachers, or my congregation.
This can only happen with someone who shared the same room as me growing up and has somehow the same ADD addled brain and thinks she is as funny as I do.
This is you. When you have your comments disabled then I must find you, stalk you and wherever you comment on someone elses blog or post I will hijack them and then we get going and play -
and I am sure annoy the heck out of the world
As I can't imagine what my missionary son's landlady now thinks of the mother who sent what was to be a fun reply 65 times...
I need you to save me from myself
I thank you for doing this
now you can commit Twitter suicide
that is all.
I'm thrilled that I came back to life just in time to be able to comment.
I read your post about flowers, and I have always wondered the same thing after stake conferences. I know the guy that supplies our stake with arrangements. Maybe I should ask him.
Also, I HAD to click on your link to your previous post. I nearly died laughing. You should see our arrangements of artificial flowers. It's as if someone went to the bargain bin at Joann's and said, "I will buy ALL THE FLOWERS." I think every color in the rainbow is somehow represented, and it is ... a sight to see. Yikes.
Woohoo! Comments are open! Too bad it will be wasted on me as I have nothing to say today.
whhy does blogger not allow us to hit like?
I like ALL THE COMMENTS ^^^^ there
that is what I say today.
like like like like
Thank you for all the comments. I guess this now means I have to respond to comments, eh?
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