In Natter...
Hil R.:
I kind of believed in the tooth fairy for the first few teeth I lost. Like, I knew that it was my parents (I'm a really light sleeper -- it was impossible for them to take the tooth and leave the money without me waking up a little) but I kind of willfully blocked that, because I liked the story. Then, when I was a little older (third or fourth grade) and I told my mother I didn't believe, she told me that the tooth fairy wouldn't leave money for kids who didn't believe. I said fine, and wrote a note to the tooth fairy saying that there was a recession going on, and money isn't worth what it used to be, and so I really should be getting much more than just a dollar, since a dollar was what I'd gotten three years ago.
I got $10.
More tooth fairy goodness:
ita: I don't think I ever believed in the tooth fairy either. I did believe that I should get something of value for my tooth--but I never got money. The first time I did it I got a puzzle book. A really cool puzzle book. Then my parents explained you couldn't get stuff twice for the same bed. When I changed beds, they said they'd meant the same house. We changed houses and they told me to just leave them alone.
Hill R.:
Right now, I'm trying to puree some dried mangos. AINotFG. The recipe says to puree the dried mangos, as if there were a relatively simple undertaking. It's so not.
I can't believe no one else has posted this yet!
Deena:
I'm cross-posting this from my LJ because I think it might make you all giggle, and there's nothing bad about that, is there?
Me: Nick, I guess you ought to be gay!
Nick: Because...?
Me: Dr. Dobson. Someone posted a link. I should have made you gay, what with the unnatural maternal bond with no man to break it, and the no strong male role model to bang pegs into holes and roughhouse, like he wouldn't with a daughter, and teach you to throw, like he wouldn't with a daughter...
Greg: Oh, yeah, and because I didn't take you into the shower with me and show you my penis.
Me: Yeah, you were supposed to see that yours is bigger than Greg's or, no, that his is bigger than yours...something.
Greg: I guess I asked for that.
Nick: Um...?
Kara (GF): Huh? What?
Kara (ours): I Have 100% PENIS.
All of us: thinking, "oh shit."
Kara: arms spread wide I HAVE THE BIGGEST PENIS IN THE WORLD.
Greg: We're in trouble now.
Me: sotto voce Not until she tells her teacher that hers is bigger than his.
Kara: Oh, I won't tell my teacher. I'll keep it a secret.
Greg: At least we have two weeks before the shit hits the fan.
Me: Maybe she'll forget.
Now I have to go deal with our large-penised daughter. She wants the glue.
In Bitches...
SuziQ:
I will not murder anyone in my house.
I will not murder anyone in my house.
I will not murder anyone in my house.
Ginger:
Suppose you drag them into the yard first, Suzi?
sumi
- Dec 17, 2006 7:49:43 am PST #6459
Why isn't degree of shirtlessness part of the ratings system? How do those movie people expect us to make informed choices without that knowledge?
Hill R.:
Aparently, shouting "Goonies never say die!" at the screen while Sam is fighting the cave troll makes me a dork.
connie neil in Natter:
I love all of Arwen's visions, because Peter Jackson so conveniently built in bathroom breaks to the movie.
Ginger:
There was no critical thinking in my family. I had to pick it up on the streets.
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Topic!Cindy:
That's what I was going to say, Tom. Okay, that's what I was going to imply, without any actual facts.
