tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927220557735415409.post971261930812658820..comments2023-03-26T09:44:55.287-04:00Comments on mother hides the pearls: multiple choice mondayLanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09663248865819266276noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927220557735415409.post-48604366149799027892010-06-30T18:01:50.990-04:002010-06-30T18:01:50.990-04:00Holy shit, do the satanic photo thing. That would ...Holy shit, do the satanic photo thing. That would be awesome.novahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10999587070684124074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927220557735415409.post-15931995768915426412010-06-29T09:49:35.482-04:002010-06-29T09:49:35.482-04:00I say just be nice to her. There probably aren...I say just be nice to her. There probably aren't a whole lot of people in the world who are.<br /><br />I'm such a jerk like that. Always being nice to the weirdosLorahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11721629115039897949noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6927220557735415409.post-65748277971427590502010-06-29T09:00:06.322-04:002010-06-29T09:00:06.322-04:00I say you outcrazy the crazy. Wrap your head in ti...I say you outcrazy the crazy. Wrap your head in tinfoil for the next visit and talk to her in code that you expect her to understand. And when she doesn't you ask her first "What is the frequency, Kenneth?", then do a rain dance around the dumpster and tape up a wanted poster of her before heading back indoors. You can end the visit by saying, "You may be watching me but THEY (and this is where you point to the sky) are watching YOU!" Ah, good times in the big city.Cal's Canadian Cave of Coolnesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08408150910056369989noreply@blogger.com