tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post1698848029584659512..comments2008-12-22T18:57:26.126ZKen Armstronghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127kfelix@eircom.netBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-47940922433351638182008-12-22T18:45:00.000Z2008-12-22T18:45:00.000ZThat recorded laugh would be kind of creepy if you thought about it too much. Like the natives (I forget where) who thought taking their photo was stealing their soul.Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06774385463320319572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-73258408519407546312008-12-22T03:35:00.000Z2008-12-22T03:35:00.000Z@Ken: LOL Ah I see, I understand :P<BR/><BR/>@Hope: No, I haven't! Though I have certainly had my ass grabbed by both hands before. Sans, "Goose-ey, Goose-ey" of course. hehefragilehearthttp://journal.fragileheart.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-31643805744482657522008-12-20T06:51:00.000Z2008-12-20T06:51:00.000Zlmao, I have no idea what that means but I laughed anyway!domesticgoddesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17810244671818159814noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-89901306846121197792008-12-19T23:54:00.000Z2008-12-19T23:54:00.000ZWell done amigo, I laughed like crazy. <BR/>Cheers! (and thanks for the car-parts)J. C.http://www.jasmin-morehard.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-18279561459321278852008-12-19T16:44:00.000Z2008-12-19T16:44:00.000ZKen, I had no idea your sister-n-law was Una from Stardust! How cool is that!Matthew S. Urdanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15423237354496730048noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-25251180350386760632008-12-18T20:33:00.000Z2008-12-18T20:33:00.000ZThanks Laura-Junk-Food :) You *know* I have to say this now, it's your fault.<BR/><BR/>Regarding the In-Laws: "Infamy, Infamy, they've all got it Infamy."<BR/><BR/>:)Ken Armstronghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-53409971774370255152008-12-18T20:24:00.000Z2008-12-18T20:24:00.000ZOMG that was hilarious! Goose-ey, Goose-ey. I love the fact that it was done to a family member so that the story will live on in infamy! Priceless!Laura-Junkfoodaholic.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13634146510952805095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-28201782286869076012008-12-18T19:55:00.000Z2008-12-18T19:55:00.000Z(sigh) I wish I could edit my comments. Sorry Laura for previous incoherence in my Harlan Ellison note (I got excited, Harlan is a very clever writer of short stories 'Shatterday' anyone?) Anyway, the 'he' should be a 'she' and the 'get' should be a 'got'... I'm a feckin' 'get'.<BR/><BR/>Jim: Fancied girlfriends sister? This never happened to me. Never-ever. Nhuh huh. Nope. Absolutely not. No no no no no...<BR/><BR/>NOTE: after reading the post, Trish reckoned I neglected to tell how she was falling around laughing too. True... true.<BR/><BR/>Never fancied a sister though, oh dearie-me no. :)Ken Armstronghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-64107138607280420642008-12-18T19:35:00.000Z2008-12-18T19:35:00.000ZMy memory includes - thankfully - no taction contact. I was walking through Motherwell if memory serves me right (although it might have been Hamilton) with my girlfriend of the time and commented that I thought I recognised the very tidy behind ahead of us. Stupid thing to say in the first place but it gets worse. The pert bum was indeed known to be. It was my girlfriend's little sister whom I had developed a crush on and thought I'd kept to myself. Not so. I will leave the consequences to your patently overactive imagination.Jim Murdochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12786388638146471193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-9510390911432149612008-12-18T19:22:00.000Z2008-12-18T19:22:00.000ZLyndi: Thanks :) Now stop giggling... do the housework... come on.. st_ st_ oh God!<BR/><BR/>Laura: Having Aunt Emma's laugh reminds me of a very clever short story by Harlan Ellison wherein the hero is haunted by a deceased relative's laugh because he once went to a live recording of a TV comedy show and get her laugh on the laugh-track where it was used over and over again for other shows.<BR/><BR/>Point? What point? :)Ken Armstronghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-31307361591940264442008-12-18T05:36:00.000Z2008-12-18T05:36:00.000ZThank you for the EC. I don't get snippy about it but I don't like looking too much like anyone else. My Grandmother said I had Aunt Emma's laugh and I've always liked that. My Aunt Emma never had kids and she died a few years ago. <BR/><BR/>Keep your Irish eyes smiling!Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06774385463320319572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-81272615970534780832008-12-18T04:54:00.000Z2008-12-18T04:54:00.000ZA hilarious story. This one has got my day off to a flying start. Now if I can stop giggling I can get the household chores done.Lyndihttp://nice2all.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-11352517208076669522008-12-18T00:03:00.000Z2008-12-18T00:03:00.000ZHi Kathy: I think I enjoy it actually! I also feel you will have some sympathy with that feeling - we both like to tell our embarrassing tales, don't we? For anyone who hasn't seen it, Kathy's last post but one is a fine example of the genre with some classy comments too. Have a look.<BR/><BR/>Hi Laura: Your poor sis. It was an honest mistake, I bet you like being told you like like your mother - I have 'turned into' my dad since I turned forty, in a quite uncanny way - I kinda like it though...<BR/><BR/>Well done you! The toothbrush has no reflection - a vampire toothbrush (fang-brush?) indeed. 250 EC are flapping their way...Ken Armstronghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-92164206280119582762008-12-17T23:52:00.000Z2008-12-17T23:52:00.000ZI noticed that the toothbrushes don't seem to have a reflection. They should be tall enough to show up. <BR/><BR/>Maybe they are vampire brushes.Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06774385463320319572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-46829338455671425892008-12-17T23:50:00.000Z2008-12-17T23:50:00.000ZMy sister is sensitive about our ages. I'm older but she looks older. People have assumed she was the older sister many times. She tries not to look like it bothers her but I can see on her face that she really is upset. <BR/><BR/>Also, all of us (even my brother) hear how much we all look like our Mother, many times. <BR/><BR/>So, one day I was at home with only my Mother there (that I knew of). I don't know what we were doing making yet more pies likely. I came back into the room and she was facing the sink, away from me. I called her, "Mom". No response. So I called louder and walked closer. I thought it was my Mom right up until my sister turned around. <BR/><BR/>In my defense they are both the same hair colour and were the same size at the time. I don't get picked out about it. Likely my sister is only too happy to not remember. :) <BR/><BR/>It is nice having everyone think I'm younger. But, I always say something to save my sister's feelings when it happens. It is much easier being the one thought younger after all.Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06774385463320319572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-31619124248672088112008-12-17T23:36:00.000Z2008-12-17T23:36:00.000ZReese is right. Could have been much worse. Much, much, much worse. How red does your face get when the story rolls out every year?Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12168816435565273787noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-65095677870850997612008-12-17T23:05:00.000Z2008-12-17T23:05:00.000ZReese: I can't vouch for your husband - well, yes I can actually - he's Great! (us guys have to stick together)<BR/><BR/>BY THE WAY:<BR/><BR/>Can you spot the same odd thing in the post-picture as I have spotted? 250EC to the person who tells me what I've seen. :)Ken Armstronghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-79370397954265869092008-12-17T15:31:00.000Z2008-12-17T15:31:00.000ZI'm just saying! If it had been my husband......<BR/><BR/><BR/>(not in your bathroom, of course!)Reesehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05673945616719205743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-47577203809472542022008-12-17T13:46:00.000Z2008-12-17T13:46:00.000ZKat: If you ever see a goose *in* a pair of black leggings, you will definitely think of me. :)<BR/><BR/>Hi Susan: Thanks, this is all about raising some smiles (100% true though) so I'm pleased to get a few.<BR/><BR/>Jennifer: My work here is done :)<BR/><BR/>Jena Isle: I was thinking more about 'Goose-ey'. As Hope rightly says (above) a 'goose' can certainly be a grab of the ass, in my vocabulary at least. So there was probably some primordial reference there. I don't think I was thinking that hard at the time really though. :)<BR/><BR/>Rachel: 'Very taken with the comment. :) I am light years from the manly sophistication of Hunky George but I often see shades of my silly doings in Mr Bean.<BR/><BR/>Dave: Golly. What *are* you going to take me up on - I fear it is called me 'G_ G_' when I next try to rise above my natural level. Well, if anyone's gonna do it, I'll be glad it's you. Trish gave approval for the posting of this story and then started laughing all over again. Have I made a mistake here? :)<BR/><BR/>Hi Web-Betty - 'Goose' is a cool nickname - like in Top Gun. What you do with it now must remain up to you - my record with gooses is poor...Ken Armstronghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-35780318829571507562008-12-17T13:32:00.000Z2008-12-17T13:32:00.000ZOh dear Lord, what am I going to call my son now? Goose is his nickname!Web-Bettyhttp://www.web-betty-blog.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-34212240096768063932008-12-17T10:34:00.000Z2008-12-17T10:34:00.000ZMight very well tkae you up on that, Ken, might very well...<BR/>Enjoyed the post, though... Did Trish?Dave Kinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08430484174826768488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-54930318546136248422008-12-17T08:24:00.000Z2008-12-17T08:24:00.000ZI think you are part George Clooney (charmer?) and part Mr Bean.<BR/>xRachel Foxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11803852725693518924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-85469101074460091762008-12-17T05:40:00.000Z2008-12-17T05:40:00.000ZI burst out laughing Ken, really. no kidding....lol...what a pity...he he he..goose-ey, goose-ey. What does it mean by the way? <BR/><BR/>Cheers!Jena Islehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11876651023863675213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-46535782704979740232008-12-17T03:10:00.000Z2008-12-17T03:10:00.000ZJust wanted to note that this made me really laugh.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07959874504681715396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-52114673505275640662008-12-17T01:35:00.000Z2008-12-17T01:35:00.000ZNow that is funny stuff! :)Susan Sonnenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17348324221180443517noreply@blogger.com