tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656615972958756492.post3596911337667052738..comments2023-10-02T03:12:47.899-07:00Comments on Deep Thoughts: CommentsAlisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12616353052721328113noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656615972958756492.post-57501639412315918212007-12-05T22:23:00.000-08:002007-12-05T22:23:00.000-08:00And then, did you take it like women, Mr. Anonymou...And then, did you take it like women, Mr. Anonymous said?<BR/>An apology is often just another way of saying "my mind was on that little drop of saliva that kept bouncing on your lower lip as you spoke to me and I could think of nothing else."<BR/> So the next time someone says to you, Oh, I'm sorry", you might want to reach for a moist towelette, Mr. Anonymous said.<BR/>Yes... a towelette, not the entire towel.Vera Carphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01560980770747991140noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656615972958756492.post-54407083231823532012007-11-29T11:50:00.000-08:002007-11-29T11:50:00.000-08:00There was a time, not so long ago, when there woul...There was a time, not so long ago, when there would be no need for apologies.<BR/>We had the right to be offended and took it like men.<BR/>Unless we were women.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656615972958756492.post-76511722873840135062007-11-28T22:22:00.000-08:002007-11-28T22:22:00.000-08:00Mr. Anonymous!We DO have levees in Louisiana, too!...Mr. Anonymous!<BR/>We DO have levees in Louisiana, too!<BR/>Well, NOT ANYMORE. <BR/>(That was crude and distasteful, and I apologize to everyone.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656615972958756492.post-45412279231874223432007-11-28T16:37:00.000-08:002007-11-28T16:37:00.000-08:00"Prance about on the levee"?... you're a Jersey gi..."Prance about on the levee"?<BR/><BR/>... you're a Jersey girl aren't you Vera.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656615972958756492.post-7637870837446293562007-11-27T19:56:00.000-08:002007-11-27T19:56:00.000-08:00Your layman's term for the natural discharge of ou...Your layman's term for the natural discharge of our flying friends, quite frankly, Mr. someguy said, has me at a bit of a recoil. Now, I'm certanly no prude, Mr. someguy said. I can prance about on the levee as good as the next eggnog engourged troubadour, but my simple upbringing requires a bit more self respect!<BR/> So... if "sugar cookie" seems awkward, perhaps you can substitute "raspberry compote" or "languid tortilla". Either is acceptable in mixed company.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656615972958756492.post-10913038783189253582007-11-26T16:25:00.000-08:002007-11-26T16:25:00.000-08:00Movie birds? There's movie birds???Vera Lee... I s...Movie birds? There's movie birds???<BR/>Vera Lee... I say! I am like soooo<BR/>embarrassed!<BR/>Not real??? I am so relieved!<BR/>But which do I feel more?<BR/>I think relieved, because how embarrassed can I feel when I know there's someone out there who would describe bird shit as 'sugar cookies'?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656615972958756492.post-21986562144102518412007-11-25T21:10:00.000-08:002007-11-25T21:10:00.000-08:00Those were movie birds, Mr. Stoogley, but they wer...Those were movie birds, Mr. Stoogley, but they were certainly real enough looking to fool anyone, so don't you feel embarassed!<BR/><BR/>(And Mr. Anonymous, someone needs to keep their hand out of the cookie jar...)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656615972958756492.post-40464479349757245272007-11-22T18:23:00.000-08:002007-11-22T18:23:00.000-08:00Those birds in Hitchcock's The Birds, were ... not...Those birds in Hitchcock's The Birds, were ... not that innocent. The little flying beasties.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656615972958756492.post-63101007992050406942007-11-16T17:59:00.000-08:002007-11-16T17:59:00.000-08:00When I was younger I would run like crazy to the k...When I was younger I would run like crazy to the kitchen to get some of those "sugar cookies." yum, yum. I never did figure out where they came from.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656615972958756492.post-44623391122719345222007-11-10T16:21:00.000-08:002007-11-10T16:21:00.000-08:00My, Miss said said, before you burn a bridge with ...My, Miss said said, before you burn a bridge with your bird, may I suggest this? It's my thought that your bird isn't actually aiming at your vehicle, but the natural inertia of being released while in flight carries the, well, let's call it a sugar cookie... the "sugar cookie" to where it comes to rest... a bit further than where it was released. So you see... it's not really the bird's fault at all!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656615972958756492.post-84531387741290778312007-11-08T11:44:00.000-08:002007-11-08T11:44:00.000-08:00I praise most birds part of the time, but not when...I praise most birds part of the time, but not when they poop on my car. I mean that's just gross. Have some class you birds.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656615972958756492.post-64999640501680763502007-11-06T13:34:00.000-08:002007-11-06T13:34:00.000-08:00What about humming birds? Those suckers can flap.What about humming birds? Those suckers can flap.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656615972958756492.post-60248658303389776152007-10-18T21:55:00.000-07:002007-10-18T21:55:00.000-07:00No sooner do I praise one bird for flying, then an...No sooner do I praise one bird for flying, then another one goes by, and I feel compelled to be fair, and- well, you can see where this is going. I'll NEVER get my laundry done.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656615972958756492.post-45770576172641785202007-10-18T20:47:00.000-07:002007-10-18T20:47:00.000-07:00Actually, the little avians are falling!!!Actually, the little avians are falling!!!CBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12256884087575997094noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656615972958756492.post-70842152808819736122007-10-07T22:57:00.000-07:002007-10-07T22:57:00.000-07:00About 30%, but who's counting?About 30%, but who's counting?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3656615972958756492.post-49668309890602264662007-10-07T13:20:00.000-07:002007-10-07T13:20:00.000-07:00Either way, I couldn't do what the bird does.Either way, I couldn't do what the bird does.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com