tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31782548.post115862927034504789..comments2023-04-05T09:23:38.928-05:00Comments on Hillbilly Mansion Two: Cooking SUPER With HMHillbilly Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18067833789262242514noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31782548.post-1158713880675654332006-09-19T19:58:00.000-05:002006-09-19T19:58:00.000-05:00Mrs.,That's disturbing. I don't think I would have...Mrs.,<BR/>That's disturbing. I don't think I would have wanted the job.<BR/><BR/>Diva,<BR/>I'm sure you WERE drinking Kool-Aid when I drank Coors Light. But I knew a good thing when I heard it, so I had to tell them they guessed right!Hillbilly Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18067833789262242514noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31782548.post-1158673218219485282006-09-19T08:40:00.000-05:002006-09-19T08:40:00.000-05:00Between 29 and 32....and gee, all this time I thou...Between 29 and 32....and gee, all this time I thought you were a smidge older than me. I just <I>knew</I> that I was still drinking kool-ade when you were in your dressing-up-as-a-Coors-Lite phase. <BR/><BR/>When I was a whopping 29 and Sam was 4, he played t-ball. I didn't go to the practice where they picked out their numbers, but when he got home I asked him what number he chose. He said, "I picked 40, Mom!" and then stood there expectantly with a huge grin on his face. I said, "40, huh? Why did you pick that number?" He sighed and said, "Duh...that's how old you are!"Redneck Divahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13506685036989431733noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31782548.post-1158671761821367922006-09-19T08:16:00.000-05:002006-09-19T08:16:00.000-05:00Ask them "If you were a baked potato what toppings...Ask them "If you were a baked potato what toppings would you have"....I can't wait to hear those answers! I was asked that in an interview once, really makes ya think!Queen Of Cheesehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00411157529359394902noreply@blogger.com