Unusual things about you!

I don't know....I guess you will have to ask the bear.

I'm living life large - so there are not little things - mostly big things.

Taint=Grundle.

Yeah, I think the clown is a little unclear on what the taint is. Etymology, 't'ain't this and 't'ain't that.

Whatever, I don't know a lot about insects.

Re: Unusual things about you!


Hey innie, welcome to A2K.

You and I have a couple things in common. When I was little, it used to take me forever to tie my shoes and I stubbornly refused help from anyone, insisting that I be allowed to do it myself. We were often an hour late going anywhere because it would take me that long to get my shoes tied. That stubborn streak is one of the childhood traits my parents still love to remind me of to this day.

I used to have trouble with the locker combination too. Depending upon the lock, you have to be either very precise or sloppy in aligning the marks up correctly.

Has anyone such as a teacher or office assistant been able to open it? If so, you might consider asking your mom to buy a cheap combination lock that you can practice on at home. Once you become comfortable with it, you'll probably have better success with the lock at school.


So, how are you enjoying your first introduction to public school? Are you finding it difficult to fit in with the crowd or were you already friends with a few of them?

Friend of mine got a tick on his taint once. Not the twitchy kind, but the bite you and drink your blood and give you Lyme disease kind...

Yikes, patiodog, that doesn't sound pleasant at all. At least if you get Lyme disease you won't get scurvy.

Orange you funny...

Reminds me of a lawyer I met once...

My youngest cub got one on one of his nuggets when he was fairly young......it terrified him because by the time he noticed it was pretty swollen with blood...it took me a few minutes to get it off and he was equally mortified that dad was working in that area......it was not funny at the time but I have put it in the "stories to tell when I meet his fiance" file.......

Long pants, kids.

we can't swim in the backyard in long pants I'm afraid, and the back 3/4 acres of our land is wooded. combine that with the moisture of the pool and the fact we live by the lake and we have a pretty interesting insect population.

I remember that scene in "Stand By Me", good movie, sad ending.

The short list: there's nothing regular about me at all.
I used to think other people were just like me, only maybe I had a bit more self-knowledge than most of them did. In later years, I've decided I'm just plain weird. Just not as weird as most of the people I know.

Sad. There are better uses for ketchup.

Well rumor has it that a naked, catsup caked cjsha is a sight to behold. Like Johnny Depp in mint jelly......

There isn't much unusual about me.

I can sing the alpahbet backwards.
I know all the words to "Senor Don Gato".

Senor Don Gato was a cat
on a high red roof don gato sat..............

Wow Ceilli! If you're ever in Portland be sure to stop by about 7:00 for Little Mo's bathtime - also known as the Senor Don Gato hour.

Unfortunately Boom.......
Those two lines are all I can remember from grade two choir, but If I'm ever in Portland, I'd love to join in and learn the rest of the song, I'm a pretty fast learner.