Comments:

Not Cindy Crawford - 2005-03-07 08:19:44
Woohoo, he is back! :o)
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Barry - 2005-03-07 08:20:59
And playing in a garage band-er,playing band's music in a garage
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Dave B - 2005-03-07 08:47:03
Atleast the old ladies still dig you. You've still got that! :D
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memories - 2005-03-07 10:28:48
youth is so wasted on the young
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Barb - 2005-03-07 10:44:43
So, Uncle Bob, you are going to share with us the events of 4 March??? You left us all hanging.
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fifi - 2005-03-07 11:34:39
Yes, indeed. I've been hypothesising till it hurt my head! Tell, please? Or admit it if you just had nothing to say, that was more interesting than teasing us with a *stops in mid-sentence*/The verbal equivalent of coitus interruptus
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Squeakster - 2005-03-07 11:48:18
..."Nooooooo..." the woman said... As UB channels a Faulkner paragraph. I dig the hell out of "run-on" sentences too! It so mimics true thought patterns. "G" is for Genius UB, simply GENIUS.
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Stalker - 2005-03-07 12:04:44
yayyy for long entry - hope yor baby got better :)
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Genghis Jon - 2005-03-07 12:29:26
Let me get this straight, you didn't spike the punch with E and you're confused as to why nobody was dancing? Hmm, let me conference with a team of experts and get back to you on this mystery of the century.
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Divaah46 - 2005-03-07 12:51:45
Thank you, Uncle Bob, for reminding me why I shouldn't regret spending my teenage years at home, not going to parties. They sound terrible. Use the money for something special, like therapy.
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RabbitMonkey - 2005-03-07 16:33:40
Oh, come on. Like locals would even know what you're talking about! Local people have no idea what the crap goes on in their own towns. Share!
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Jenna - 2005-03-07 16:46:59
Hee - the grab-your-ankle-and-hand-behind-head-epilectic jerk is called (by me and a few people I know, anyway) the "pretty boy dance" for reasons best left unexplained. It was apparently the punishment for losing a game of pool - you had to do the pretty boy dance around the pool table. That'd be enough to make me want to improve my game. Carry on.
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Saidnot - 2005-03-07 21:37:04
Hey! I'm not annonymous. Ya try to get a broke DJ a real job once and he forgets all about you. Thanks for the memories UB. ;-)
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