tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post1698848029584659512..comments2024-03-18T10:29:46.055+00:00Comments on Ken Armstrong Writing Stuff: Goose-ey Goose-eyKen Armstronghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-11681991413552130862018-01-07T15:25:38.039+00:002018-01-07T15:25:38.039+00:00By the magic of time travel I have arrived here, f...By the magic of time travel I have arrived here, from the year 2018. This post was written before I joined Twitter and subsequently before I knew you, Ken.<br /><br />Nice to see that little has changed. Excellent post as always. Okay, I need to fill up Mr.Fusion and get up to 88 mph. See you in the future!Marc Patersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16124869545439738846noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-23023401915914535552012-10-05T13:01:53.995+01:002012-10-05T13:01:53.995+01:00When I first got married we lived in a flat in Eas...When I first got married we lived in a flat in East Kilbride and during the first year my best friend’s girlfriend came to stay with us. She was at uni in Glasgow and that was the excuse; the next year it was my best friend who stayed with us for the same reason. I can’t say I had any problems with either of them being there. We had an extra room in both flats and so we had sufficient privacy. <br /><br />For the record I have never said, “Goose-ey goose-ey” to anyone. Ever. The closest I have ever come to a situation like the one you describe was with my first wife as we were strolling through Motherwell town centre and I noticed a girl up ahead who I thought I recognised purely from the shape of her shapely behind. Fool me mentioned this. It turned out to be her fifteen-year-old sister. There was no falling about in fits of laughter.<br /><br>Jim Murdochhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12786388638146471193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-47940922433351638182008-12-22T18:45:00.000+00:002008-12-22T18:45:00.000+00:00That recorded laugh would be kind of creepy if you...That 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.Laura Brownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06774385463320319572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-73258408519407546312008-12-22T03:35:00.000+00:002008-12-22T03:35:00.000+00:00@Ken: LOL Ah I see, I understand :P@Hope: No, I ha...@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. heheAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-31643805744482657522008-12-20T06:51:00.000+00:002008-12-20T06:51:00.000+00:00lmao, I have no idea what that means but I laughed...lmao, I have no idea what that means but I laughed anyway!Cristahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17810244671818159814noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-89901306846121197792008-12-19T23:54:00.000+00:002008-12-19T23:54:00.000+00:00Well done amigo, I laughed like crazy. Cheers! (an...Well done amigo, I laughed like crazy. <BR/>Cheers! (and thanks for the car-parts)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-18279561459321278852008-12-19T16:44:00.000+00:002008-12-19T16:44:00.000+00:00Ken, I had no idea your sister-n-law was Una from ...Ken, I had no idea your sister-n-law was Una from Stardust! How cool is that!Matthew S. Urdanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15423237354496730048noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-25251180350386760632008-12-18T20:33:00.000+00:002008-12-18T20:33:00.000+00:00Thanks Laura-Junk-Food :) You *know* I have to sa...Thanks 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 Armstronghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-53409971774370255152008-12-18T20:24:00.000+00:002008-12-18T20:24:00.000+00:00OMG that was hilarious! Goose-ey, Goose-ey. I love...OMG 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!Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13634146510952805095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-28201782286869076012008-12-18T19:55:00.000+00:002008-12-18T19:55:00.000+00:00(sigh) I wish I could edit my comments. Sorry Lau...(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 Armstronghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-64107138607280420642008-12-18T19:35:00.000+00:002008-12-18T19:35:00.000+00:00My memory includes - thankfully - no taction conta...My 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 Murdochhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12786388638146471193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-9510390911432149612008-12-18T19:22:00.000+00:002008-12-18T19:22:00.000+00:00Lyndi: Thanks :) Now stop giggling... do the h...Lyndi: 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 Armstronghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-31307361591940264442008-12-18T05:36:00.000+00:002008-12-18T05:36:00.000+00:00Thank you for the EC. I don't get snippy about it ...Thank 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!Laura Brownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06774385463320319572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-81272615970534780832008-12-18T04:54:00.000+00:002008-12-18T04:54:00.000+00:00A hilarious story. This one has got my day off to ...A 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.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-11352517208076669522008-12-18T00:03:00.000+00:002008-12-18T00:03:00.000+00:00Hi Kathy: I think I enjoy it actually! I also fe...Hi 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 Armstronghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-92164206280119582762008-12-17T23:52:00.000+00:002008-12-17T23:52:00.000+00:00I noticed that the toothbrushes don't seem to have...I 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.Laura Brownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06774385463320319572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-46829338455671425892008-12-17T23:50:00.000+00:002008-12-17T23:50:00.000+00:00My sister is sensitive about our ages. I'm older b...My 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.Laura Brownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06774385463320319572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-31619124248672088112008-12-17T23:36:00.000+00:002008-12-17T23:36:00.000+00:00Reese is right. Could have been much worse. Much, ...Reese is right. Could have been much worse. Much, much, much worse. How red does your face get when the story rolls out every year?Kathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12168816435565273787noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-65095677870850997612008-12-17T23:05:00.000+00:002008-12-17T23:05:00.000+00:00Reese: I can't vouch for your husband - well, yes...Reese: 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 Armstronghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-79370397954265869092008-12-17T15:31:00.000+00:002008-12-17T15:31:00.000+00:00I'm just saying! If it had been my husband.........I'm just saying! If it had been my husband......<BR/><BR/><BR/>(not in your bathroom, of course!)Reesehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05673945616719205743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-47577203809472542022008-12-17T13:46:00.000+00:002008-12-17T13:46:00.000+00:00Kat: If you ever see a goose *in* a pair of black...Kat: 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 Armstronghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-35780318829571507562008-12-17T13:32:00.000+00:002008-12-17T13:32:00.000+00:00Oh dear Lord, what am I going to call my son now? ...Oh dear Lord, what am I going to call my son now? Goose is his nickname!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-34212240096768063932008-12-17T10:34:00.000+00:002008-12-17T10:34:00.000+00:00Might very well tkae you up on that, Ken, might ve...Might very well tkae you up on that, Ken, might very well...<BR/>Enjoyed the post, though... Did Trish?Dave Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08430484174826768488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-54930318546136248422008-12-17T08:24:00.000+00:002008-12-17T08:24:00.000+00:00I think you are part George Clooney (charmer?) and...I think you are part George Clooney (charmer?) and part Mr Bean.<BR/>xRachel Foxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11803852725693518924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-85469101074460091762008-12-17T05:40:00.000+00:002008-12-17T05:40:00.000+00:00I burst out laughing Ken, really. no kidding....lo...I 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 Islehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11876651023863675213noreply@blogger.com