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*jaw drops*

IF MY CHILDREN EVER EVER EVER DO THIS WHILE I AM AWAY I WILL GROUND THEM UNTIL THEY ARE MARRIED WITH THREE KIDS!!

(a2zmom: you might want to keep an eye on your youngest. This is RIGHT up his alley, ahaha.)

*okay, that is totally freaking cool, and I have a crush on these high school boys. Lock me up, because I'm too bad to be free.

And someone please bring me some pain killers and muscle relaxers. I moved a HALF TON (literally!) of compost and manure today and I am enfeebled.

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brunettepet
Aug. 25th, 2007 10:13 pm (UTC)
That was AWESOME! Though, where the hell were the neightborhood girls? I would totally have been on some of that rooftop slippy slide action when I was a stoopid teen. Broken neck be damned, I was immortal, too!

Actually, as an adult, that makes me afraid for parents everywhere. It was terribly inspirational...

You moved half a ton of compost in this heat and humidity?!? My husband's cleaning out the '68 Chevelle, and it's all I can do to drink a beer and fan myself...
stoney321
Aug. 25th, 2007 10:23 pm (UTC)
Yeah, right? Those boys must live on a block like the one I lived on in high school: all boys and me and my sisters the only girls. (I loved that block like flowers love rain.)

We used to jump off our neighbor's roof onto the trampoline, then flip into the pool. I get cold sweats thinking of doing that again. The broken necks we could have gotten!! One guy in my school actually died trying to recreate that when he was drunk. :(

I did! I need a full body massage, nachos, margaritas STAT. I am EXHAUSTED.

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Reading this? I'm just curious. Because that's really detail-oriented of you. Feel free to stop reading. But you can see that there's more here, so are you going to keep reading? Really? That's pretty dedicated. I'm impressed. No, really. I'm not being sarcastic, why do you get like that? See, this is the problem I have with your mother - yes. YES. I'm going there. It's time we put all of our cards on the table.

I love you, why are you doing this? After all we've been through? You don't have to be like this. You know, still reading. You could be baking a pie. And then sharing it with me.

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