Peeps 2. The Sweaty Asian Strikes Back. Pt 2. Feb '10. 2/21-Final Chapter. Link to TR

since we're on the dookie in the pants subject......
for the record, I'd like it stated that it wasn't me who started this whole subject......

I was around 7 and had been shopping with my grandma. I love her dearly, but that woman had gass more than any one I've ever met. I mean, it was bad, her steps were usualy punctuated with a toot. seriously. that. bad.
all the cousins used to have fun imitating her distinct sound...you won if you get make everyone else laugh.

It's still a joke in our family.

So, this one day on our way back from town, Grandma was making a few more noises than usual...they sounded pretty juicy.

As soon as we pulled into the drive way, she hopped out of the car and started running to the house as she called directions over her shoulder for my sister and I to bring the groceries in.

Her running was funny enough, because as she put it she was the original "weeble". She also never wore underwear and wore polyester pant suit things she made for herself that had very wide legs.

I remember looking at my sister wondering what bee had got in Grandma's bonnet.

As we started to walk up the sidewalk we noticed little brown "plops" about every foot. It looked like she had a hershey kiss maker in her pants that went haywire.

we followed the hershey kiss trail into the house, down the hall, into the bedroom and to the bathroom door. I do believe that was the first time I ever laughed so hard I cried.
 
Would love to go to China, although our first goal is Thailand since that is where my husband's family is from.

Your pictures reminded me of a friend's trip there last spring. Her family went to visit her father who lives there now. She didn't realize that her five year old daughter (blue eyes and blond hair) would be an instant celeb. Her daughter loved it but my friend got frustrated after awhile because all her scenic pics she took include her daughter with with a line of people waiting to have their pictures taken with her. They finally started putting her up on her husband's shoulders only to find that then people would put their kids up on their shoulders to be near her and hold her hand. Of course, when her daughter came back home, poor thing didn't understand why she wasn't a celeb anymore. Now I make a point to ask her for her autograph and a picture just to make her day. :laughing:

Our church supports missionaries working with ZOE house in Chiang Mai. They rescue at risk kids.

We totally saw that happen to this family with 3 blond hair daughters. People were stopping them and taking pictures and this was in Beijing.

Jordy, I do believe that's the best "dookie" in the pants story ever!:lmao::lmao::lmao::lmao::lmao::lmao:

If you haven't seen it before, you need to watch 2 weeks notice with Sandra bullock....there's a scene involving her , a hot dog and a traffic jam. Kills me every time.

It reminded me a little of my mother in law and someone's wedding.;)

I wish I coulda found an RV......;)
 
I'd never run for President...ever...can you imagine? They'd have to look no further than this website to find out I'm certifiably nuts.;)

DANG!! there goes my plot for world domination......must delete disboard posts.
 
WOW...just WOW!! LOL...too funny!!!

Okay so about those people who need to keep planning just to plan I think I know what you're talking about...I'm going to Disney with one of those people...we call her LL LOL!!! 7 days out let's tweak our itinerary...ummm...let's not LOL!!!!!! Oh well I love her for it!!!!

So here's to happy and many more changes LOL and not just of your pants after that story LOL!

I wasn't talking about anyone specifically. I was generalizing....;) I love LL too.

That last line was a zinger...:rotfl2::rotfl2::rotfl2:

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Love it Jen!

My sentiments exactly.

Oh my word! That story made my day!! I am the same way regarding changing and tweaking. It's a sickness, really.

I wonder what the cure is...:)
 

You are probably right. I will really be smiling next year at Christmas when it is hanging on the wall of her "non-Disney" house and I point it out to her. :lmao:

That'll be perfect!

I think Jordan would still have a chance for the Presidency as long as he sticks with the story that he did NOT inhale between the car and the clean up. :eek: (Sorry, couldn't resist.)
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:rotfl2: That is hilarious!!!!!!



:hug:

I was laughing while doing it! Joe asked, "What's with the arm?" (He knows about the tongue thing, the peeps AND the bathroom reviews-which he loves to hear about), I had to explain it being the power symbol. He was so confused which made me laugh even harder.

"Just take it!" :lmao:

Next trip I'm going to try to get Henry and Joe to do it...he he. I think Henry will be easier to convince than Joe, who knows how many random pictures of ours end up here and on Facebook. :rolleyes1

What our friends/family/spouses put up with. Most of my pics at home are taken by my roommate, Leo. He just thinks I'm nuts. Jean, my other roommate, refuses to play along.

Speechless :lmao: :lmao:

Wow!
 
a truer statement has never beens spoken to me.

Planning and changes.....

dawn said:
OMG....the dookie story..... :scared1: :lmao: too funny!!!!

try doing that whole contracting/sweating thing while you're in the middle of a deposition. no fun.

My sunday school teacher wouldn't let me leave to use the restroom. When class was over, I ran for the bathroom....didn't make it.


dawn said:
i do have to share this one. ray has several dookie stories but he'd kill me if i shared any of the others. one time my mom and grandparents were visiting us. my grandparents always stay in a nearby hotel and my mom usually stays at our house. well, we had all gone out to eat at some crappy buffet that my grandparents wanted to go to. of course with a lot of those types of buffets they have all the preservatives in the food that make your stomach go nuts. well, ray left to go home in our car and i stayed at the hotel with my mom and grandparents a little while longer. then as me and my mom were getting in her car to drive back to our house, my phone rings. it's ray. he says, "where are you?" i said, "we are leaving. we'll be there in a few." he goes, "um....can you stall? she can't come in our house yet." i was like, "why?????" he goes, "because i thought i could make it to the bathroom but i couldn't and there's a mess all in our laundry room floor. i have the dogs locked up in the other bathroom so they wouldn't get near it and they are barking like crazy and i have to get this cleaned up." :rotfl2: i was like, "um....sure." so i took my mom to show her the new high school football field and said i needed to stop by kroger to get some milk or something. then we headed home. as we walked in i almost fainted from the smell of lysol. he pulled me into the bedroom and said, "does it smell bad in there?" i was like, "no...just like poop covered with tons of lysol." :rotfl:
:rotfl2::rotfl2::rotfl2::rotfl2:
:rotfl2::rotfl2::rotfl2::rotfl2:

It's funnier because I can relate.

What kind of preservatives do they put in that food? Ex-lax?
 
since we're on the dookie in the pants subject......
for the record, I'd like it stated that it wasn't me who started this whole subject......

I was around 7 and had been shopping with my grandma. I love her dearly, but that woman had gass more than any one I've ever met. I mean, it was bad, her steps were usualy punctuated with a toot. seriously. that. bad.
all the cousins used to have fun imitating her distinct sound...you won if you get make everyone else laugh.

It's still a joke in our family.

So, this one day on our way back from town, Grandma was making a few more noises than usual...they sounded pretty juicy.

As soon as we pulled into the drive way, she hopped out of the car and started running to the house as she called directions over her shoulder for my sister and I to bring the groceries in.

Her running was funny enough, because as she put it she was the original "weeble". She also never wore underwear and wore polyester pant suit things she made for herself that had very wide legs.

I remember looking at my sister wondering what bee had got in Grandma's bonnet.

As we started to walk up the sidewalk we noticed little brown "plops" about every foot. It looked like she had a hershey kiss maker in her pants that went haywire.

we followed the hershey kiss trail into the house, down the hall, into the bedroom and to the bathroom door. I do believe that was the first time I ever laughed so hard I cried.

I don't know what's more hilarious. That your Grandma never wore underwear and you KNOW that. Picturing your Grandma's nice polyester suits. The hershey kisses:rotfl2::rotfl2:
 
I don't know what's more hilarious. That your Grandma never wore underwear and you KNOW that. Picturing your Grandma's nice polyester suits. The hershey kisses:rotfl2::rotfl2:

there are many things I wish I didn't know!!:sick:

between living with her untill I was 8 and helping to take care of her for 8 years before she died, I know way too much!
 
a truer statement has never beens spoken to me.

OMG....the dookie story..... :scared1: :lmao: too funny!!!!

try doing that whole contracting/sweating thing while you're in the middle of a deposition. no fun.

i do have to share this one. ray has several dookie stories but he'd kill me if i shared any of the others. one time my mom and grandparents were visiting us. my grandparents always stay in a nearby hotel and my mom usually stays at our house. well, we had all gone out to eat at some crappy buffet that my grandparents wanted to go to. of course with a lot of those types of buffets they have all the preservatives in the food that make your stomach go nuts. well, ray left to go home in our car and i stayed at the hotel with my mom and grandparents a little while longer. then as me and my mom were getting in her car to drive back to our house, my phone rings. it's ray. he says, "where are you?" i said, "we are leaving. we'll be there in a few." he goes, "um....can you stall? she can't come in our house yet." i was like, "why?????" he goes, "because i thought i could make it to the bathroom but i couldn't and there's a mess all in our laundry room floor. i have the dogs locked up in the other bathroom so they wouldn't get near it and they are barking like crazy and i have to get this cleaned up." :rotfl2: i was like, "um....sure." so i took my mom to show her the new high school football field and said i needed to stop by kroger to get some milk or something. then we headed home. as we walked in i almost fainted from the smell of lysol. he pulled me into the bedroom and said, "does it smell bad in there?" i was like, "no...just like poop covered with tons of lysol." :rotfl:

:rotfl2::rotfl2::rotfl2::rotfl2::rotfl2: That is too funny!


since we're on the dookie in the pants subject......
for the record, I'd like it stated that it wasn't me who started this whole subject......

I was around 7 and had been shopping with my grandma. I love her dearly, but that woman had gass more than any one I've ever met. I mean, it was bad, her steps were usualy punctuated with a toot. seriously. that. bad.
all the cousins used to have fun imitating her distinct sound...you won if you get make everyone else laugh.

It's still a joke in our family.

So, this one day on our way back from town, Grandma was making a few more noises than usual...they sounded pretty juicy.

As soon as we pulled into the drive way, she hopped out of the car and started running to the house as she called directions over her shoulder for my sister and I to bring the groceries in.

Her running was funny enough, because as she put it she was the original "weeble". She also never wore underwear and wore polyester pant suit things she made for herself that had very wide legs.

I remember looking at my sister wondering what bee had got in Grandma's bonnet.

As we started to walk up the sidewalk we noticed little brown "plops" about every foot. It looked like she had a hershey kiss maker in her pants that went haywire.

we followed the hershey kiss trail into the house, down the hall, into the bedroom and to the bathroom door. I do believe that was the first time I ever laughed so hard I cried.

EEEWWWW!!!! :lmao::lmao::lmao::lmao::lmao::lmao:
 
There weren't any then either, just alot of grunting....


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I've resisted the temptation so far.

I've resisted pretty well too. I can't believe it. Maybe it's because there are so many other things going on in our lives this time around. :confused3


Anyhoo.....look at the ticker!! It's UNDER 4 weeks now. :woohoo:
 
I've resisted pretty well too. I can't believe it. Maybe it's because there are so many other things going on in our lives this time around. :confused3


Anyhoo.....look at the ticker!! It's UNDER 4 weeks now. :woohoo:

Mine still says 4 weeks.....

Yeah, I just don't have the energy when I get home to do much....other than bang away on the keyboard....
 
Thanks for sharing all the dookie stories. I don't think I have ever laughed so hard.
 
Boy I was BEHIND

I didn't think I was going to MAKE IT

So much TRAFFIC on this report

So FUNNY

I thought I was going to BUST A GUT!

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