Things you will never hear me say


“Can I have your pickles?”
“Dream car? Buick LeSabre.”
“Please! Tell me more about your foot fungus!”
“This would look better in Comic Sans.”
“Wanna watch golf?”
“This dress? Oh – Chadwicks of Boston.”
“Please don’t rub my feet.”
“Let’s start a Dungeons & Dragons club.”
“Penetrate.” I can barely type it, let alone say it. [shudder]
“Man, I wish Savage Garden would cover ‘She’s Like the Wind.’”
“I quit my blog.”


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  1. Ensors on October 28, 2007 at 5:03 PM

    2 things…
    1: Ummm your lovely bridesmaid dress that you wear ALL the time, Chadwicks.

    2: Maybe I only had the one thing. I guess I forgot the 2nd.

  2. Jeremy Parsons on October 28, 2007 at 9:12 PM

    I agree with almost all of them Annie, and I appreciate it.

    Still, there are those people. . . .in certain industries. . . . ahem. . . .that I work in. . . .that might inexplicably come up to you and start telling you about crazy stuff – like their open heart surgeries. . . .and how THAT is the event that led to them starting to smoke. WTF?

    But, at least I will never, ever, ever hear them talk about Chadwicks.

  3. Mom on October 28, 2007 at 11:07 PM

    That Chadwicks comment is a low blow, Annie. I live for their catalogs! You know that….

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