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LOL…nice one Cobble! How are ya?
hmmm i pay cash for everything and im not in the mob.
*rob*
Hi Snappy! How’s the footie? Hope it’s getting a bit better?
RHoNJ was insane, where’s Noki, I want her take on it, too!!
Dina is a spoiled brat, she’s been protected all her life by her big sister and she’s apparently a compulsive liar. I loved the whole bit where Caroline went off on a tangent about her father-in-law and the families not being in the mob, and Teresa said nothing. I wonder if T started to wonder why she pays cash for everything?! I feel for Danielle, but she is a drama queen, but she also is put in a position where she has to stand up for herself. And the bit about J & C and ‘the slap’ was also hiding something more, me thinks.
Next week will be bananas! [Like how I worked that one in?!]
I do a squeeze/wedge play. Perch on just the front of the seat & gradually inch my way to the back. Amazing how the space I need magically appears.
Asked and answered, randi. LOL
Dibs – you are hilarious!
that’s my face you are looking at when some fatty thinks it’s perfectly OK to squeeze in between me and someone else
Insert – that was great – am soooo happy Andy checked Teresa for her husband’s dumb gay comment!!! – I love Andy!
THL will be pissed that we started the Housewives discussion without her.
oh im a squeezer, i dont care. if it looks like i can, ill make myself fit, deal with it. can’t stand leg spreaders who need to air out their balls either.
i think people in a cast or a hurt body part definitely should get a seat. i dont know how i feel about someone who is pregnant deserving a seat. but i will, and have given up seats for pregnant people. it is very hard to tell sometimes tho if a woman is really pregnant or just fat.
*rob*
LOL Arkady!!! When I was first on crutches in the city in ’97 a man got up for me on the Q train to give me his seat. A woman (and I use the term loosely) actually shoved me out of the way to take the seat from me. I wound up falling face first onto the floor of the subway car and my crutches went flying. The man and his standing friend picked me up off the floor, dusted me off and held me up for the rest of my ride. All the while they talked about that woman like a dog, and very loudly. She didn’t give a rat’s patootie. She just sat there. And, no one else bothered to get up so I could sit. I called my mom later that night crying “I HATE THIS CITY!!!” I was truly on the verge of leaving.