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Puttin' the FUN in dys-FUN-ctional!!

It's the holidays! Time for Ding Fries Are Done!

Wednesday, Sept. 22, 2004
George Equals Doofus

Remember when George told me I was dumb? My father was kind enough to respond to that email thread. Here is what he had to say:

    Having read the article, I must come to your defense.

    You are not as retarded as your parents.

    You stopped at one kid.

    We went on two more times. I'm pretty sure that makes three but my math isn't as good as it used to be.

    Furthermore, there is the point that...that...hell. Slipped my mind.

    Speaking of slipping, you shoulda seen me sliding around the kitchen a while ago. You know how slick those tiles get when they're wet?

    Tiles like that don't belong in that room. You know where they'd really work? At the ice capades. Save money on all that ice. Come to think of it, that's what made the kitchen slick. The damned ice dispenser stuck on "Crush", and the floor got covered. You shoulda seen me sliding around on the kitchen floor when that ice melted.

    By the way, I must come to your defense about being retarded. Your memory hasn't gone totally away. You stopped at one kid. We went on to have two more.

    Did I tell you about my part-time job? I get to put stuff in plastic bags at Publix. Something about equal opportunity. Must have something to do with filling two bags at once. As long as there's no ice, I'm gonna be good at this.

    There's something else I gotta do now. Nice chatting with you.

    Dad

I couldn't ask to have been born into a better family. Laughter from the beginning and laughter still. Love it.

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This is from Carolyn who recently won (and took) a trip overseas. She was cool enough to take a picture of this and send it to me. Here it is along with her comment:

And here's what you see in Italy... hmm...San Remo or the "Sexy Shop"???

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George and I work at the same company, but on different floors. We usually take 2 cigarette breaks per day, usually around the same time, depending on what we're working on. When one of us decides to go down for a smoke, we'll call or email the other to see if s/he wants to come along. My emails and phone calls are always mature and polite. Shush. They are too! George's, though? Not so much. Here is an example of how he lets me know that he'd like to step outside for a smoke:

-----Original Message-----
From: George
Sent: Monday, September 20, 2004 10:17 AM
To: Gracie
Subject: down down down down down

down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down down

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Someone Arrived Here Searching For: mary + boob [Mary WHO??]

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