<p>mootmom, just goes to show that the marmots are working double-duty, looking out for the boy. Unless . . . perhaps it was waiting for someone? Maybe . . . .</p>
<p>And they whirled and they twirled and they tangoed
Singin’ and jingin’ the jango
Floatin’ like the heavens above
It looks like marmot lo-ooo-o-o-ove </p>
<p>Did I really just read where some women were breaking wind in here? :eek:</p>
<p>I cannot believe how naive I was growing up! The only female in the family was my mom. There were us four sons and dad. I had no clue women actually did such things…until much later. I actually thought women had a more pristine behavior…until reality smacked me like a mackerel.</p>
<p>My older daughter has always loved to cuddle up close when we’re sitting on the couch. Then she slips a sbd out without any warning…puhLEEZE!</p>
<p>Most Arabs I know can’t make the P sound (or are just being lazy)–it almost always comes out as a Big Bald B and we always make jokes about it. It’s so awkward when they try tell you where they <em>P</em>arked last night, or when one of them asks me if he can <em>p</em>ark in the driveway.</p>
<p>Announcement: I took my (extremely conservative) highlights up <em>one notch</em> lighter today. For spring. And anticipating an exit from the abyss?</p>
<p>Could be coincidental, but about an hour later, a ~30 year old guy at the gym totally checked me out. That can yank a gal right out of the abyss, pronto! Even if said guy is heavily tattooed, which is so not my style. (Probably even if said guy was blind-- so long as he is 30 it could still work.) </p>
<p>Hopefully I was not inadvertantly singing along to my ipod, which would have meant the checking out was actually a “jeez lady shut up.”</p>
<p>I say we start in the Aloha Bar and work our way around the ship. He’s there until the end of May so we’ve got time to enjoy all of the amenities.</p>
<p>Why SBmom, I’m surprised! I never figured you for one who’d question others prenatal lifestyle choices. I’m sure many males romanced and married a woman, fathered and raised two children plus earned a living during their infancy. :rolleyes:</p>
<p>By the way, those tattoos…you should know I contracted hep c while getting them on a week-long drunk during a leave in Subic Bay. Fond days…in the Seventh Fleet. I have virtually no functional liver left, but what the heck. All that talk about blood toxins is over-done. :eek:</p>
<p>Just kidding about the tattoos. There’s no way I’d a become a pin cushion for fashion. Hep C is indeed common among those so punctured, however. I believe hep c is the leading reason for liver transplants. That’s a high price to pay for such markings…:rolleyes:</p>