The whole ZZUB house is sick. Worst ever! I'm never sick. NEVER. Haven't taken a sick day since I don't know when. But good night nurse, this stomach virus of death has moved through our house with a wicked vengence. I'm glad to be back in my office. And friends, that's saying something.
After I got saved, I found that I needed to update certain portions of my vocabulary which were no longer conducive to my walk with Christ. One day while working in the campus TV studio, I managed to injure myself, and after emitting a series of grunts and harrangs while filtering my options for an appropriate expression of pain, I finally blurted GREAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT BISCUIT!
Love the story. My go-to word for similar situations is "cuss." But it never stuck as a nickname. Which is sad, b/c the things that
did stick as a nickname weren't as nice.
The Undeniably Deluded Frickles said:
I've known Zzub for awhile now and I think I can help you out.
I think that's streching the truth just a bit. Even for a math-impaired, directionally challenged girl who lives in Alabama but denies it until this very day.
Zzub, you know my Mr. Frick is about to play in a golf tourny on a team with some old Bama quarterback who was apparently really good and cute because he is about to marry Sara Evans, the country singer. Talk about one excited fella.
First of all, how could I know that your husband is playing golf with Jay Barker? Although your husband and I are both alumni of the greatest football playing school in the country, we don't actually know each other. Hard to believe, I know. Secondly, Jay Barker may be the winningest QB in Alabama history, but few Tide Fans, if any, would call him "really good." He managed to play at Bama when our defense was phenomenal. He was good at not losing. Nevertheless, Jay Barker was a stand up guy when I knew him. His testimony and his faith were impressive.
But just so you know, it ain't all it's cracked up to be. There's the constant insults, the patronizing tone (hard to read on a message board, true, but it's there), the smells, not to mention the sound of silence. Personally, I'd rather be at Dairy Queen wearin' a Bingo shirt and curlin' a 5 lb. pie milkshake.
Ditto. That bit about the patronizing tone made me laugh. That's funny stuff. Who'd you steal it from?
Everything I need to know in life, I learned from my dog.
Troubling. If I learned stuff from the Schpup!, I'd never speak pwopewly. And I'd have a bad attitude. NOSchpup!
Man, I'm gullible. I keep falling for it. Dumb blonde moment #450,175
Falling for what? We'll be in MK on our first day, the EPCOT, EPCOT, AK, Resort Day, MGM, MK. Hopefully we'll run into you.
Pity that
Enchanted beat out
MDF on the longest response post. Turns out the prize is a year's supply of Rogaine.
