tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31782548.post4280080978016359487..comments2023-04-05T09:23:38.928-05:00Comments on Hillbilly Mansion Two: DoNot HolidayHillbilly Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18067833789262242514noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31782548.post-5754542311732765372007-03-22T19:40:00.000-05:002007-03-22T19:40:00.000-05:00Miss Ann,Don't I know it! That's why I quit. I lik...Miss Ann,<BR/>Don't I know it! That's why I quit. I liked it too much. I had a thirst for it. In fact, I yearned for it. Which I think is probably a problem. I could have ended up shaving my head, or been found slumped over the wheel of a large SUV at the side of the road in the early morning hours. <BR/><BR/>Lantern, <BR/>We used to get a stack of papers called the Legal Eagle dropped off at all the buildings. There were always alumni in the fine print. That would set us to reminiscing about the good ol' days.<BR/><BR/>At another school, there were sometimes teachers' names in that sort of paper. <BR/><BR/>If only I could write a book without basing characters on real people, or without having to kill all the readers, I'd have one interesting book.<BR/><BR/><BR/>Cazzie,<BR/>Good advice in any situation, I suppose. Except maybe for a person winning a big jackpot at a casino.<BR/><BR/><BR/>Miss Ann,<BR/>Heh, heh. I read that somewhere a while back, but had forgotten all about it.Hillbilly Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18067833789262242514noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31782548.post-70369636862277910562007-03-22T17:08:00.000-05:002007-03-22T17:08:00.000-05:00The ongoing sentence-ending-prepositions thing rem...The ongoing sentence-ending-prepositions thing reminded me of a joke I heard a while back. I think tandy told it on her blog, but that was 2 years ago.<BR/><BR/>A southern woman meets a non-southerner at a party, and asks her, "Where are you from?" The snooty northerner replies, "Well, where I'm from we don't end our sentences with prepositions." The southern lady says, "Okay. Where are you from, bitch?"Mommy Needs a Xanaxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01807707012305893563noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31782548.post-11152291481766616202007-03-22T16:57:00.000-05:002007-03-22T16:57:00.000-05:00If you got it, flaunt it to death!!! LOLIf you got it, flaunt it to death!!! LOLCazzie!!!https://www.blogger.com/profile/13856029137337148466noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31782548.post-52944604738966785212007-03-22T15:27:00.000-05:002007-03-22T15:27:00.000-05:00"You really have a crew thisyear! I couldn't belie...<I>"You really have a crew this<BR/>year! I couldn't believe it when I saw those papers."</I><BR/><BR/>One high school I visited used to have a "Another Former Student of XYZ High" pin board in the teacher staff room.<BR/><BR/>Yep, you guessed it, the type of articles which would appear on the board:<BR/>"1 boy, 28 hours, 23 charges"<BR/>"3am car chase at 190km/h with no lights"LanternLighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13752310519559752471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31782548.post-70826649502230671732007-03-21T23:32:00.000-05:002007-03-21T23:32:00.000-05:00Teachers aren't supposed to drink beer, but after ...Teachers aren't supposed to drink beer, but after a day of teaching it becomes absolutely necessary.Mommy Needs a Xanaxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01807707012305893563noreply@blogger.com