Inflatable fleshlight allergic <3 U (Tee Hee) I like you, too. Care to see if I have a contact allergy to you?
Remember, this generation of kids is going to be looking after us, we're turning them into a pile of pusses. Just saying. I understand that if your child has an issue, its a big deal, it shouldnt be other parent's problem though, or perhaps make the teachers responsible for it. If I want to bring a birthday cake in for my child, woopie, teach your kid what he or she cannot have. I lost my spleen when I was a child, I had to be extra carefull about germs, as a bad virus could have taken me out, I knew what I couldnt do, what I had to look out for, It was my own responsibility, not my classmate's parents.
You get it. Our four year-old son cannot be expected to do more than ask if a cake/cookie/etc has eggs. Recently, he asked someone if there were eggs in a cookie. No, said the person, definitely no eggs in the cookie. Our boy looked at us; we were unsure, but the person seemed adamant, so we gave it to him. He ate it. And then his face began to swell (eyes nearly shut), his mouth and eyes broke out in hives, he started violently vomiting, and his throat began to close. We got his meds in him before he died. We were lucky. Upon further questioning, the nimrod finally volunteered "Well, I did put some egg whites in the frosting." Jackass. Nothing is scarier than watching your child go into anaphylactic shock -- all you can do is hope that you stop the reaction before they die in pain and fear before your very eyes. I like you, too, but stay away from my man. I'm only sane about 25 days a month.
Well, I'm sure we can agree that we are both well-pleased that our children do not attend the same school. And yes, I am fortunate enough to be Stuart's missus.
It'd never work out. Besides, I know you only love me for my Type-RA :biggrin: Yes, Tunie = Mrs Stoooo.
My kid will likely have the creature comforts we never had, but I'm gonna raise him like a 12th generation Amish farm boy. He'll know what hard work is. (at least I hope)
DO NOT WANT!!! Don't forget the living arrangements. Something else I hate: long-distance relationships.
This sounds like a movie...great writing btw. Anyhow...This is a tough one with kids who have allergies, you as the parent are not going to monitor what they eat in your absence away from home. So probably to prevent these accidents, the kid should have multiple tees of this kind.
Blackozone already wears one of those daily... or did his say Mo Nutz? Anyway, his "story" certainly explains why he still wets the bed.
Cheap daily drivers are great. My beater wagon costs me $250 a year to insure. She runs strong, even though I beat her like she owes me money. I despise ketchup, jello, and french toast. :ugh:
You gtfo with french toast, unless it's the fried kind we had in elementary school. Biscuits and gravy is fine by me. However, my preferred breakfast is something along the lines of left over spaghetti, pizza, or even steak. I'm over breakfast food. I'd gladly take a double whopper over a bowl of cold cereal
Oh yeah, agreed. I had spaghetti and meatballs for breakfast today and pretty much the only time I eat cereal is for a late night snack. Which reminds me, I hate delicious breakfast joints that only serve breakfast till 11. I also hate the B&G is only on the weekend specials menu at Keys.
You make me laugh. :laugh: Don't worry, it's just a green card wedding. Wait... we handed back the green card to the US Embassy earlier this year, and now I need him for the yellow residency slip so I can live here. So now I guess it's a yellow slip wedding. The kids are ... um... heavenly miracles? Yeah, that's it! Virgin births! :eek3: We're only very friendly with each other about 4 weeks out of each month, so that should give you plenty of time to chat him up. I'll draw the line at no video skyping in front of the children. I have enough problems with difficult questions about marriage/sex/premarital sex/"practicing making a baby" from my 7 year-old without confusing the issue more. Stuart's already in bed so I can't ask him if it's really okay to post this... I hope it is, sweetie! At least it makes me laugh, and I haven't been laughing much since I got sick. So to stay on topic, I'll just add this: I hate headaches, and those two b****** growths in my brain, because they suck some of the joy out of our life. Anyway, it's nice to meet you blackozone. Just think of me as the beard. :biggrin:
Ah. But are you a short, near-sighted, geeky, witty fat b******? Because I won't even look at you if you're not. Unless you're bald. Bald guys are pretty hot -- my imaginary harem is crawling with them. I'd blackmail Stuart into shaving his head except I fear that he is correct in his prediction that it would be an unflattering hairstyle for him. Big-handed hirsute women are all the rage right now, so I don't fancy your chances, but send me a picture of you in a chicken suit playing naked crisco twister with Jason Statham and I'll put your application in the files. p.s. Lowrider: the t-shirts wouldn't work -- the boys wear long shirts/ties/blazers/slacks to school and the headmaster is pretty picky about it, right down to socks. They are completely and utterly adorable in them, however...
funny you should say that, we did crisco twister with jason statham, jackie chan (not fuji), and the french ambassador. good times
Spawny git! I'm off to bed to dream of the bald men fanning me in my imaginary harem. I am going to have to kick Sebastian Loeb out, though. Though he has unruly curls, his job was to lay on the end of my imaginary bed and look pouty, but he's starting to get too jaded and arrogant, so he's out. You have to keep the harem up to date. I know that recently Stuart had to demote Helena Bonham Carter from his imaginary harem... can't rightly remember her replacement, though. Keira Knightly, maybe? One of those young English-rose-types. We had a moment of serendipity when we watched "Jane Grey" -- it had young Helena and young Cary Elwes in it. *sigh* Oh yeah, on topic: I hate it when you have cast out harem favourites like Arnold Vosloo because he is starting to look weird.
I know we've only known each other four weeks and three days, but to me it seems like nine weeks and five days. The first day seemed like a week and the second day seemed like five days. And the third day seemed like a week again and the fourth day seemed like eight days. And the fifth day you went to see your mother and that seemed just like a day, and then you came back and later on the sixth day, in the evening, when we saw each other, that started seeming like two days, so in the evening it seemed like two days spilling over into the next day and that started seeming like four days, so at the end of the sixth day on into the seventh day, it seemed like a total of five days. And the sixth day seemed like a week and a half. I have it written down, but I can show it to you tomorrow if you want to see it.
Necro bummmmp. I love it. Man so many people in this thread no longer here. Brings back a lot of memories (mostly good).
My wife sends me “talk to text” messages. I can barely understand anything that she is trying to say. She might as well hand the phone to our 5 month old and say, “text your dad buddy!” Lmao
One of my buddies does that and it's hilarious. Usually I can tell what he intended to say but still respond back to the mistake version accordingly just to be a dick. Haha.
