“Now go ahead and rewrite, “I’ve made the same point many other times about preferring to not be close to Flatbush”
Oh that is ripe for the re-write picking!!!
I was watching Howard Stern back in the day and someone had “the opposite of the neighborhood Biff referenced” underneath their bikini bottom and Howard called it…wait for it…
Yesterday I finally had to admit that it wasn’t allergies. I went with that story for a good few days. Sneezing watery eyes, coughing. He’d ask, “Honey you o.k.?” “Yup, just allergies! I’m just fine, dandy even!”.
I hate admitting when I get sick. I think if I ignore it I can will it away.
THL, funny re: Howard Stern.
Did the sneezing, watery eyes, coughing first happen around 11:26am this morning? If so, I’m wondering if you’re allergic to benson.
BRG, nice cross-thread reference. I can’t believe I mixed up “5” and “8” although that’s not as bad as mixing up “6” and “9”.
Speak of old guys….Hiya Benson!
“Biff, leave Sam alone. Old people have a hard time differentiating between ‘1’ and ‘7’; and probably between ‘5’ and ‘8’”
So, in other words, Sam is really 83?
Biff, leave Sam alone. Old people have a hard time differentiating between ‘1’ and ‘7’; and probably between ‘5’ and ‘8’
“Now go ahead and rewrite, “I’ve made the same point many other times about preferring to not be close to Flatbush”
Oh that is ripe for the re-write picking!!!
I was watching Howard Stern back in the day and someone had “the opposite of the neighborhood Biff referenced” underneath their bikini bottom and Howard called it…wait for it…
Jiffy Pop.
I DIED!
“I like to spar at times with 11201”
sam, I don’t believe there is a “11201” or, if there is, he/she is not very active (cue the Brooklyn Heights ageist jokes).
53?!?! Boy, I hope you’ve picked out a plot and a coffin!
Sam, I kid!!
I did just what you said, I’m out here in Jersey City. I did what I had to do!
“Now go ahead and rewrite, “I’ve made the same point many other times about preferring to not be close to Flatbush”
oh oh oh, can I try? Please.
Thanks Bxgrl!
Yesterday I finally had to admit that it wasn’t allergies. I went with that story for a good few days. Sneezing watery eyes, coughing. He’d ask, “Honey you o.k.?” “Yup, just allergies! I’m just fine, dandy even!”.
I hate admitting when I get sick. I think if I ignore it I can will it away.