Dear Abby

[browneyes]

or Ann Landers, have you ever written to one of them, have they published one of your letters? I've never written to them, don't imagine I ever will.

Just curious.:)

[JasonLyons]

dont write to ann landers shes dead, plus the other one is like 104 i dint know how much good advice she could give :rolleyes: , of course i nevr written its a women thing

[Lars624]

I've never written to them but I've always gotten a kick out of reading their columns. Unfortunately I heard earlier this week that Dear Abby has alzheimers.:(

[browneyes]

Was it Ann that died? I thought it was Abby.:confused:

Maybe I should start a Dear Shannon column. Would you trust a 32 yo's advice, Jason?:teeth: I wouldn't use actual names. Here's some you could use: Sandwich Guy from Ohio? Or Sexy Man from Akron?

Lars, for some reason, I find some of their columns hard to believe. I think they write their own stuff.:eek:

[bfeller]

never written either one of them. But why write them when we have the DIS to rely on?

[shep]

I'm with bfeller..got everything you need right here..

[Goofyposter]

Dear Shannon,

I caught another man with my wife recently.
I broke his cane...and took him back to the institution he'd escaped from....did I do the right thing?

signed;
Fossil in Florida

[PamOKW]

The women who are/were Dear Abby (Pauline Phillips) and Ann Landers (Esther "Eppie" Lederer) are twin sisters. Ann Landers died earlier this year of cancer. They ran her columns that she had written before her death until just recently. Now, there are two women writing the column. I think they call it "Annie's Mailbox". Ann Landers had stated that "Ann Landers" would die with her.

As Lars said, it was recently announced that her sister Dear Abby has Alzheimer's. Ann Landers died around their birthday. She was 83 and her surviving sister is now 84. They also admitted that Dear Abby's daughter, Jeanne Phillips has actually been writing the column for quite some time. And, in typical fashion, there has been family feuding between the daughters of the two women about who is taking advantage of whom. :rolleyes: :rolleyes: And, they have no one to write to for advice. ;)

[browneyes]

Originally posted by Goofyposter
Dear Shannon,

I caught another man with my wife recently.
I broke his cane...and took him back to the institution he'd escaped from....did I do the right thing?

signed;
Fossil in Florida

Dear FIF,

When you say "caught", were they playing baseball?:confused: Was it a candy cane you broke? Was the institution the Disney Institute?

Perhaps we should look into why she was with this other man. Did he make grand promises, such as always putting a fresh roll of tp on the dispenser?

Did you do the right thing? What does your wife think?

Then again, there is the obvious thing. Was this man, perhaps you, and you "caught" your profile in the mirror on the wall as you were kissing her cheek before you left for work one morning?

I think I should stick with my day job, and leave the advice to the forelorn to the professionals.:p

[SeaShelley]

Shannon,

Forget your day job!! That reply was terrific! I think we've found our Dear DIS!!!

[browneyes]

LOL! What does this job pay?;)

[Ricola]

I think you get paid in TP.




http://idisk.mac.com/heins/Public/DISpix/TP5.gif

[browneyes]

Ricola, I'll take any form of payment I can.:teeth: Well, maybe not ALL forms, but I'll take the tp.

[JohnTBap]

Dear Shannon,

Volvos or Beetles?


Signed

Sleep Deprived

[browneyes]

Dear Pampered to Death,

Please send the foot massages to your severely foot massageless twinnie. And stop bragging about the massages or you get T.P.'d again.:p

[browneyes]

Dear Sleep Deprived,

Only Bugs, get rid of the square car.

[JohnTBap]

Dear Shannon,

If you slack at work to DIS, but you are not caught, is it still wrong?


Signed,

Perpetuator of the Slack-a-thon

[MFMcLeach]

Dear Shannon,

My wife is always complaining I give her too many foot massages. What should I do? What do women want? What is the meaning of life? Why am I asking you? :confused: :confused: :confused:

Your thoughts, please. :cool:

Sincerely,

One More Massage And I'm Sleeping On The Porch Without The Fluffy Pillows

[browneyes]

Dear Posts: 5314
Dear Perpetuator of the Slack-a-thon,

It's according to where you work. If you teach 5th grade, then no, it's not wrong.;)

[browneyes]

Dear One More Massage,

You should give your wife more massages, that's really what she's asking for. She's also asking you to massage her twinnie's feet.:teeth:

What do women really want? Foot massages, of course.:p


The meaning of life? To DIS and to go to WDW whenever and however possible. That might be how to live life though.:p

Why are you asking me? Good question.;)

I'm not sure you can handle my thoughts.:p

[MFMcLeach]

You should give your wife more massages, that's really what she's asking for. She's also asking you to massage her twinnie's feet.

How do you know? :confused:

What do women really want? Foot massages, of course.

Are you sure? :confused: :confused:

The meaning of life? To DIS and to go to WDW whenever and however possible. That might be how to live life though.

Sounds like you're pretty confused yourself. :confused: :confused: :confused:

Why are you asking me? Good question.

Good answer. :rolleyes: ;)

I'm not sure you can handle my thoughts.

I can't handle Heather's thoughts. I'm pretty good with feet, though, so maybe she'll keep me a few more years. ;) :p

[cotye]

I've always wondered if my letter would get answered if I wrote to them. BUt why ask them for advice, when I have the DIS. Besides it's so much faster! :teeth:

[Buz]

Dear Shannon,

I have a great high tech job, but my boss keeps dope slapping me in chat. What should I do.

Ale quaffer

[nativetxn]

Shannon: Dear DIS would make twice as much as moderators. So that would be 2x0=

[JohnTBap]

Dear Shannon,

I am sad.

What should I do?

Signed,

Fully Rested

[browneyes]

Dear Ale quaffer,

I'd suggest slapping your boss back.:smooth: You might get a raise if you do.:teeth:

[browneyes]

Dear Fully,

I'd suggest you listen to some Carole King. {{hugs}}
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When you're down and troubled
and you need a helping hand
and nothing, whoa nothing is going right.
Close your eyes and think of me
and soon I will be there
to brighten up even your darkest nights.

You just call out my name,
and you know whereever I am
I'll come running,
oh yeah baby to see you again.
Winter, spring, summer, or fall,
all you have to do is call
and I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You've got a friend.

If the sky above you
should turn dark and full of clouds
and that old north wind
should begin to blow
Keep your head together
and call my name out loud
and soon I will be knocking upon your door.
You just call out my name
and you know where ever I am
I'll come running to see you again.
Winter, spring, summer or fall
all you got to do is call
and I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, ain't it good to know
that you've got a friend?
People can be so cold.
They'll hurt you and desert you.
Well they'll take your soul if you let them.
Oh yeah, but don't you let them.

You just call out my name
and you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again.
Oh babe, don't you know that,
Winter spring summer or fall,
Hey now, all you've got to do is call.
Lord, I'll be there, yes I will.
You've got a friend.
You've got a friend.
Ain't it good to know you've got a friend.
Ain't it good to know you've got a friend.
You've got a friend.