Be Patient With Me . . .
I've decided that I need to stop and think for a full two minutes before I say anything. Tonight at dinner, my Dad said, "So, does anyone know what tomorrow is?" I quickly replied: "Just another day." My Mom and Dad laughed, and my Dad said, "No, it's Mom's birthday!" Gah. Yes, I think about two minutes of thought should be about enough time to avert mistakes of this sort.
Thursday, June 10, 2004
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You're so smooth. It's no wonder you've got the ladies flocking around you in droves.
Oh, wait. That would be me.
-Blame Jared
Jared's *so* hot.
Lulu Belle
Who the hell is Lulu Bell (no rhyme intended)?!?!?
One of my host of adoring fans . . . *apparently.*
Don't ask silly questions.
-Blame Jared
Sounds like you're just about as good at remembering important events as I am.
<* PossiblyBob *>
Andy is far better than that Jared fellow!
--Claudia Schiffer
Wait, sorry, I thought Andy was the one with the glasses. I meant Jared, of course.
--Claudia Schiffer
Claudia! Wait! I wear glasses too! But only at night when I'm at home!
Well, I think this post wins the award for most-irrelevant comments. Good job everyone who contributed!
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