What time are you going to have dinner on?Thick-sliced boneless pork chops.
mmm-mm!
Man, I'm jonesing NOW!What time are you going to have dinner on?![]()
They just don't make 'em right.I remember all too well the days of trying to stuff my kids hands into damp winter gloves!
You fought, tugged, pulled, and pushed.
OMG, give me a heads-up the next time you're serving up some of your strawberry and whipping cream pancakes, Ruth!I can stuff my husband with pancakes, strawberries and whipped cream.
Honestly, in many ways you're right, Mur.They just don't make 'em right.
The gloves, I mean.
"Animal" is what I was going to say. My most favorite teacher had animals that were stuffed by a taxidermist and one day he passed a live snake around the room. He had lived on a Native American reservation and he was very respectful of the animals he taught us about.Animal
OMG bad memory.I remember a few girls stuffing their bras way back in elementary school.
ROFLMAO!OMG bad memory.I was slow in developing and after discussing this problem with my mother she gave me pads to add to my bra. Bad idea! As nature took over, I got bigger and bigger and that became a problem. One day I finally got rid of the pads and hoped no one noticed I had suddenly gotten smaller.
Yeah, I guess if we can survive those years, we can survive just about anything.ROFLMAO!
My guess is you weren't alone, Vida.![]()
My thoughts exactly!Yeah, I guess if we can survive those years, we can survive just about anything.