The Maelstromers... a FASTPASS! Part 2

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pongoperdigirl said:
I got a ways to go before I am over the hill
thankyouveddymuch

LY/MI
yeah but soon you will be a married wench like the rest of us. age doesn't matter then.
 
Ahh..but that means I can be taught

I was thinking something else but it is more appropriate for the other shop
 
Alright let's recap the day:

Worked from 8am to 3:45pm when the school nurse called for me to pick up my puking DD.

Yes, it's a puking story Zzub, it's like bait or something - just when you think it's safe to return we suck you back into a new vomit party. Props to you and your keyboard/s.

At any rate, had to pull over once while DD hurled from the window of the Suburban. She is currently resting in front of the TV with a blankie, a pillow, and control of the remote. She's happy.

I just finished a Fuzzy Navel wine cooler. It did the trick, I am relaxed.

So, since our friend Zzub has already ruined his keyboard for the day, lemme lay one of my thong stories on ya!

First off to understand wht this is even humorous, one must know my hubby is a very quiet, soft spoken guy. But he does have a good sense of humor. A fact the my BIL (aka closest thing to a Father I ever had) had not yet discovered until the day of our wedding. Apparently our Best Man thought that it would be funny to buy a package of thong underwear for my hubby. So, as the Groom and Groomsmen are all changing in the dressing room, my hubby whips out these thong underwear, walks over to my BIL and says "Check out my 'special' underwear!... as a matter of fact, there's enough here for everyone - get yours and get 'em on!"

It was the first and last time he has ever seen my BIL speechless. In fact, we are certain that he did not breathe for a few minutes. To this day, we remember to ask my BIL if he is wearing his "special" underwear!

Ok now as for myself, the last time I wore thong underwear was at the height of the country music craze in the 90's. I wore skin tight, bright red, pattern-stitched, Rockies jeans with matching red thong underwear underneath and usually paired with either a white off the shoulder leotard or I wore my black one piece swim suit with it that had a racer back and mesh across the chest above the cleavage line. Yes, I even wore the roper boots - still like those.

No, Lou, I no longer have any pics. Feel free to email my ex-boyfriend if you wish he's somewhere in Rochester NY. If he's smart, he got rid of those years ago. I doubt his wife would appreciate them....lol As for myself, I kept some of the attitude, ditched the bf and the thongs... traded them in for my hubby and my kids :) I definately got the better end of the deal ;-)
 

sher

I haven't had my workout today...how am I going to get a beaver like Rhonda's in a pink thong if I just Dis all dam day?? HUH???

i GOTTA workout and feed my kids tonight at some time

shoot...
 
Ok, another thong tip...
GO to Victorias Secret and buy the ones with the super skinny thong part...they work much better...
 
pongoperdigirl said:
Ok, another thong tip...
GO to Victorias Secret and buy the ones with the super skinny thong part...they work much better...


omg zzub is going to need a toilet, bathroom vent, and vaccum to clean up his lunch when he reads this...

have you fired that secretary yet?? You know she gives mel the eveil eye...and calls the cops about the "drivebys"

dangit did I spell that right
I am tierd and have had nothing but a hard boiled egg to eat all day

NO not to crax on my tail...cuz its hard boiled..I am saving that for mel and sher...
 
MOMOFMNM said:
sher

I haven't had my workout today...how am I going to get a beaver like Rhonda's in a pink thong if I just Dis all dam day?? HUH???

i GOTTA workout and feed my kids tonight at some time

shoot...
ok, in order of importance:
~do your workout from 5-6 to coincide with mine
~spend 6-11 dissing with me (because if I don't go to bed by 11 I won't be sassy and a hottie anymore

oh and

~tell the kids to eat a sammich or better still nuke 'em some chef boyo
 
javamom said:
Alright let's recap the day:

Worked from 8am to 3:45pm when the school nurse called for me to pick up my puking DD.

Yes, it's a puking story Zzub, it's like bait or something - just when you think it's safe to return we suck you back into a new vomit party. Props to you and your keyboard/s.

At any rate, had to pull over once while DD hurled from the window of the Suburban. She is currently resting in front of the TV with a blankie, a pillow, and control of the remote. She's happy.

I just finished a Fuzzy Navel wine cooler. It did the trick, I am relaxed.

So, since our friend Zzub has already ruined his keyboard for the day, lemme lay one of my thong stories on ya!

First off to understand wht this is even humorous, one must know my hubby is a very quiet, soft spoken guy. But he does have a good sense of humor. A fact the my BIL (aka closest thing to a Father I ever had) had not yet discovered until the day of our wedding. Apparently our Best Man thought that it would be funny to buy a package of thong underwear for my hubby. So, as the Groom and Groomsmen are all changing in the dressing room, my hubby whips out these thong underwear, walks over to my BIL and says "Check out my 'special' underwear!... as a matter of fact, there's enough here for everyone - get yours and get 'em on!"

It was the first and last time he has ever seen my BIL speechless. In fact, we are certain that he did not breathe for a few minutes. To this day, we remember to ask my BIL if he is wearing his "special" underwear!

Ok now as for myself, the last time I wore thong underwear was at the height of the country music craze in the 90's. I wore skin tight, bright red, pattern-stitched, Rockies jeans with matching red thong underwear underneath and usually paired with either a white off the shoulder leotard or I wore my black one piece swim suit with it that had a racer back and mesh across the chest above the cleavage line. Yes, I even wore the roper boots - still like those.

No, Lou, I no longer have any pics. Feel free to email my ex-boyfriend if you wish he's somewhere in Rochester NY. If he's smart, he got rid of those years ago. I doubt his wife would appreciate them....lol As for myself, I kept some of the attitude, ditched the bf and the thongs... traded them in for my hubby and my kids :) I definately got the better end of the deal ;-)

:rotfl2: :rotfl2: :banana: :banana: :banana: Thanks for the uplifting stories Steph- DD must improve with that royal treatment. You sound like you were one hot mama....
 
pongoperdigirl said:
Yikes, me thinks me may have made some enemies :rotfl2:

If it helps I will be 27 in July :lmao:

Pongo,

First we will have the same wedding anniversary and now this! La tee da and kiss my grits!

Oh, and hey, y'all! I'm BAAAAACK! It took me ALL day to catch up on this thread. Luckily, I was by myself today at work (AGAIN).

I've been busy with out of town company since the 14th. 1st my parebts and then my freind from NJ and her daughters. Boy, was I having DIS withdrawals.

Looks like y'all have been pretty busy here, too. I'm glad I missed the poop and peep and vomit discussion. I could have contributed a bunch to that.
Okay, I will. But only once. I don't want to drag y'all down that road again.

GA - I worked at an animal hospital for five years. We had this dog that couldn't pee on its own, so we had to catheterize him 3 times a day. He was blind, too. And mean. Luckily he had no teeth. Every time he'd try to gum us to death. One of the techs was having trouble catheterizing him so a vet stepped in. He got angry. The dog AND the vet. The vet tried to wrestle this poor 13 year old pug on the treatment table and he was writhing around like a worm in the sun on a hot summer day after a good rain. I was across the room. The dog decides he's going to poo. The poo flew. Across the room. It landed on the corner of my mouth.

That's all I got. Sorry, Zzub. Hope I didn't make you hurl. Although I did.

Thanks, folks, for missing me while I was gone. I'll be here all night, I hope. We are having leftovers (Crawfish Etoufee) so I ain't cooking.

Maelstrom!
 
horsegirl said:
:rotfl2: :rotfl2: :banana: :banana: :banana: Thanks for the uplifting stories Steph- DD must improve with that royal treatment. You sound like you were one hot mama....

horseypoodleywoodleymelssistagirly..... How's DJ? Is he watching CNN?

Just wanted to say :wave2:
 
Ok off to nuke some chef boyo for the kiddos and find something for me. Seems that Mr. Silly ate a late lunch at work and so no cooking tonight. (which is good cause I had no plan at all)
 
Hey, now seriously. Tell me about this meet in Oct. Cause I wanna come. Free grub and all. F&W fest. And you guys of course. I'm trying to twist my friends arm into coming with. And I didn't tell my dh yet. Clue me in.
 
tink38 said:
Oh, and hey, y'all! I'm BAAAAACK! It took me ALL day to catch up on this thread. Luckily, I was by myself today at work (AGAIN)..

Maelstrom!


Hi Tink !!!!!! :banana: :banana:

Is a FASTPASS?!!
 
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Whew! :faint: It's only taken me 3 hours and about 22,352 posts to catch up on this frickfrackin thread. My battery on the laptop is blinking, ready to die any sec. It's a good thing too, cause I now have to go walk 7000+ steps on the treadmill. I'll never make it into a size 4 bikini before my trip on the 7th, but the fact that Mel will be there in one makes me want to puke a little...in my mouth. Don't worry Mel, I'll puke in someone elses vent. Ok off to the treadmill and some AI.
 
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