tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44153327583799894.post6756748686610565968..comments2023-04-28T07:40:16.827-05:00Comments on Unbagging the Cats 1: Drip, Drip, Dripping on my Cellar FloorValhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44153327583799894.post-17809161759514477972012-04-04T18:20:27.817-05:002012-04-04T18:20:27.817-05:00Josh,
I'm glad I warned you not to read it to ...Josh,<br />I'm glad I warned you not to read it to your wife. Wait until I write about rainbows and unicorns and puppies. I hear they are better for the digestive process. Not eating them, of course...<br /><br />*************<br />Stephen,<br />I think you're safe when her eyebrows are in the hands of the tweezers. It's when they're in the hands of her HANDS that you need to worry. From my experience, anyway.<br /><br />And something tells me you need to stop licking pennies.<br /><br />*************<br />Sioux,<br />I'm sure you are the star of many a third-grade nightmare.<br /><br />I am not the president of the John Sebastian fan club. Nor am I a member. Sounds like a lot of work. Work that might make the back of my neck dirty and gritty.<br /><br />**************<br />Linda,<br />No skin off my nose! I can write up a hooter and pluck out an eyebrow that offends me in one fell swoop.<br /><br />**************<br />Leenie,<br />Pass. I'm trying to cut down on forever playdates with creepy twins who hang out by bleeding elevators.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44153327583799894.post-40662778488098228352012-04-04T09:59:51.869-05:002012-04-04T09:59:51.869-05:00Come play with us. Come play with us FOREEVVVEERR...Come play with us. Come play with us FOREEVVVEERRRRRRRR.......Leeniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17655189620056032790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44153327583799894.post-62938142235168979452012-04-04T07:54:55.960-05:002012-04-04T07:54:55.960-05:00Your writing style is a hoot. Glad you got that li...Your writing style is a hoot. Glad you got that little plucker.Linda O'Connellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15982895073903619018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44153327583799894.post-17470539163916607272012-04-04T05:31:16.064-05:002012-04-04T05:31:16.064-05:00It's like I tell my third graders when they be...It's like I tell my third graders when they begin to whine and carry on about a tiny wound the size of a papercut that is well on its way to healing. I thoughtfully offer to use a rusty pair of scissors (saved for this very purpose) to hack off their OTHER arm or leg or hand. That way, they will forget about that horrible gaping wound, and can concentrate on a new pain.<br /><br />("Summer in the city?" Are you the president of the John Sebastian fan club? Is that a paid position? If so, I want to compete for the job.)Sioux Roslawskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17924021828536277618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44153327583799894.post-24371373624052414092012-04-04T00:21:27.935-05:002012-04-04T00:21:27.935-05:00I always leave the area when my wife plucks her ey...I always leave the area when my wife plucks her eyebrows, and you've convinced me that this is not just a good idea but a necessary one. But I'm getting tired of being told that blood smells and tastes like copper. The pennies in my pocket don't smell and taste like blood.stephen Hayeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17659054447637207734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44153327583799894.post-52117218769087919342012-04-03T22:31:20.583-05:002012-04-03T22:31:20.583-05:00You wanted me to read this one I know you did. You...You wanted me to read this one I know you did. You egged me on and kept me in such anticipation how could I ever turn back. Owell I finished the journey and I can honestly say that I'm much well .... much something :) I'm glad it stopped bleeding though!Author Joshua Hoythttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01256754228034053632noreply@blogger.com