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(Message started by: juvy on Aug 16^th, 2003, 6:23pm)

Title: bedtime story needed.
Post by juvy on Aug 16^th, 2003, 6:23pm

Hey all,

Once again I can't sleep. I was suppose to go to Detroit today but due to problems in Detroit becaus of the black outs they canceled the test flight. So instead of a nice weekend away, I'm spending the weekend cleaning my house. *a very sarcastic* Yeah.

any who...I can't sleep anyone got a good bedtime story?

~Juvy

Title: Re: bedtime story needed.
Post by taraann on Aug 16^th, 2003, 7:07pm

Once upon a time.......blah blah blah.......and they lived happily ever after.....THE END ;D

That's about all my mind can thinkup right now hehehe..

Once again I'm being a geek.....just ignore me lol

sorry tohear about your canceled trip.

Title: Re: bedtime story needed.
Post by jonny on Aug 16^th, 2003, 7:16pm

Once upon a time there was a wicked king that no one liked on the MB, then he said STFU and go to sleep......the end....LMAO ;D

......................................jonny

Title: Re: bedtime story needed.
Post by 2late on Aug 16^th, 2003, 7:32pm

once apon a time.....a biker was in bed with the coor's lite twins &........ nevermind that's Jack's wake up story ;D ............Jack

Title: Re: bedtime story needed.
Post by Tim_the_Turtle on Aug 16^th, 2003, 8:32pm

OOPs just discovered I forgot to change names... its Ree here borrowing Tims space LOL

Heres a good one for you Juvy... Friday Dave was feeling the best he has in weeks right so we decide to take the kids out on the boat... We gas up and decide to buy kids meals at Wendy's before we go... so we stop at Wendy's. While stopped there Dave realizes that the kids life jackets are at home so he has to drive back home to get them on the pool deck... I go into Wendys with two pretty little blonde girls to buy junk food for our special day after such a terrible month. Dave is heading home to get the jackets and he will be back soon to get us. The girls decide to start eating til he comes, so we sit at a table. It takes him about 10 minutes to come back but when I see him I start stuffing everything into the bags and get up to run out, get into the car, to go to the lake, on our very much deserved day out at the lake... We get to the lake... I cant find my pocket book. I pick up the cell phone thank God for cell phones and the fact that the lake is 5 minutes from the Wendy's on rte 9 in Natick... I call up I tell the manager that I forgot my pocket book where my table was and that I was frantic. She said "could you call back in 5 minutes I am counting money". I said "alot can happen in 5 minutes to a pocket book." Never the less I agreed and said I would call back in 5. Called back got the machine. Called back again to a woman yelling into the phone " It is not my fault you left your pocket book, I asked the lobby girl to look for it and it isnt there". I told her I was on my way to look through the trash thinking the worse but hoping only my money would be gone. We had Daves meds, my bank book, my check book, my sacred makeup etc etc licence blah blah blah... in there... I drove back through afternoon traffic a 5 minute ride one way was 10-15 the other way and Im thinking every minute is crucial some jerk has my pocket book and is probably looking through my credit cards and taking my identity...
..........I walk in and in the seat I was sitting in was a MAN. On the back of the seat was my pocket book just where I left it. I grabbed this man by the shoulder and said. I am so happy YOU sat here. THANKYOU FOR SITTING HERE...AND THEN I ANNOUNCED TO THE WHOLE DINING ROOM THAT THEY WOULDNT EVEN LOOK FOR MY POCKET BOOK...I walked up to the counter demanded the manager and told her. "YOU DIDNT EVEN LOOK FOR MY POCKET BOOK, DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT I HAVE IN HERE? I SAID A MAN WAS SITTING IN MY SEAT AND ANY IDIOT WOULD KNOW THAT THIS WASNT HIS BAG"
end of story... When Monday comes I am calling Wendy's corporate offices... Maybe I just might call the local paper... I am pissed. What would it have taken for her to go into the lobby and say. "Someone has left her purse could you look on the back of your chair to see if it is there???" what an ass... I am thankful it was there. I learned a valuable lesson, and when I am through so will that manager. hope ya liked my bedtime story love ya sleep good girly Ree

Title: Re: bedtime story needed.
Post by juvy on Aug 17^th, 2003, 2:23pm

Okay you guys/gals suck at bedtime stories. Jack your's was extremely bad...what do I care about a biker and two coor's lite chicks? zilch..zip...nada..

Ree-wonderful story..not so good for bed though, It tends to get a person worked up. Kick A$$ on Monday. Go get 'em girl.

As to the wicked king...STFU ;)

~Juvy