tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903370.post7418748148987791002..comments2007-08-14T13:04:02.656-05:00Julie R. Neidlingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03485064471916748455noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903370.post-88078371985984564622007-08-14T13:04:00.000-05:002007-08-14T13:04:00.000-05:00

The word verification obeys my every command.<BR/><BR/><I>(insert evil laugh here)</I><BR/><BR/>Yes, you do owe me some stuff. Some Noah photos. I didn't want to be a nag, but...<I>(insert nagging here)</I>.<BR/><BR/>I got your money, cashed the check, and I'm fairly frantic to get your painting done and alleviate guilt.

Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03485064471916748455noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903370.post-6792138738280608462007-08-14T12:58:00.000-05:002007-08-14T12:58:00.000-05:00

Yes, you made my day.<BR/><BR/>In fact, I am framing this post and comments, which will be next to Noah's portrait.<BR/><BR/>Dang, I owe you some stuff, don't I?<BR/><BR/>(This is no joke. Your word verification says numkstl. Is this what you do to people after stroking their egos?)

David Chohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10635380194329897550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903370.post-37623066964679583512007-08-14T10:07:00.000-05:002007-08-14T10:07:00.000-05:00

Um, uh... yes. Yes it did. Your SWBTS post is solely responsible.<BR/><BR/>(Feel better?)

Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03485064471916748455noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903370.post-18525367788701310122007-08-14T02:21:00.000-05:002007-08-14T02:21:00.000-05:00

Did my post bashing the SWBTS program for women inspire you to do this?<BR/><BR/>(Please say yes even if you don't mean it. With no wife to obey me and stroke my ego, I can really use this.)

David Chohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10635380194329897550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903370.post-50407384495218282702007-08-13T23:18:00.000-05:002007-08-13T23:18:00.000-05:00

You're right, Jim.<BR/><BR/>I went back and read some of it.<BR/><BR/>It's so awful...it has to be a joke. In that case, it's very well done.

Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03485064471916748455noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903370.post-18764587083885156092007-08-13T18:58:00.000-05:002007-08-13T18:58:00.000-05:00

(I can smell manure a mile away. It's a gift. And a curse.)

Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03485064471916748455noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15903370.post-80685323032830343492007-08-13T18:30:00.000-05:002007-08-13T18:30:00.000-05:00

I thought it was overly subtle satire.<BR/><BR/>If he's for real, the guy (if he's a he) can't spell, or even put together a cohesive English sentence.<BR/><BR/>Yowza. How do you find this stuff?

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