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Posted: 10.23.2002 Gee, I'm real sorry your mom blew up, Ricky.
My little brother got his arm stuck in the microwave. So my mom had to take him to the hospital. My grandma dropped acid this morning, and she freaked out. She hijacked a busload of penguins. So it's sort of a family crisis. Bye!
"Things go wrong — which is awfully annoying of them — and then comes the really difficult thing: explaining what happened. What do you do when the old excuses (my dog ate it, it's in the mail, mistakes were made) have been used once too often? Why, you come to Metaverse for one of 3.6 million different convincing, ready-made excuses!"  Okay, for a second there, I thought you were REALLY enjoying the darvocet!!! ¤ ¤ credit: Tracy | 10.23.02 at 04:42 PM | link- -this ¤ ¤ Chris just gave you a shout out on CFH! Hope you're feeling better... ¤ ¤ credit: popcorn | 10.23.02 at 05:33 PM | link--this ¤ ¤Crap -- Todd came home early today and is sleeping right now, so I have the TV off and I missed it! What did he say? :-) ¤ ¤ credit: robyn | 10.23.02 at 05:54 PM | link--this ¤ ¤My all time favorite movie line! ¤ ¤ credit: statia | 10.23.02 at 06:38 PM | link--this ¤ ¤Chris and Cat were doing a segment on Blogging (Cat was trying to show how easy it was to setup a Blog using Blogger - let's just say she was unsuccessful). Anyway, they were talking about how people say whatever they want to say and comment on whatever in their blogs and he mentioned that someone even comments about his shirts. Cat seemed surprised, and Chris said something like "Yeah, Robyn at Tampatatrum comments about the shirts that I wear"! Better catch it in the rebroadcasts today and tomorrow! ¤ ¤ credit: Michael | 10.23.02 at 06:56 PM | link--this ¤ ¤Hey, thanks! Sounds like I'm going to need one of those excuses for Chris on why I missed the show. Ironic? ;-) ¤ ¤ credit: robyn | 10.23.02 at 07:20 PM | link--this ¤ ¤
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