tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3896107859684562024.post2043958217486852753..comments2024-01-08T16:28:42.480-06:00Comments on The Village: Pass The Roach, Mancbeckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18351663082356629864noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3896107859684562024.post-41305898787374842242011-06-02T10:03:50.364-05:002011-06-02T10:03:50.364-05:00LOL! I'm sure they never thought you were a s...LOL! I'm sure they never thought you were a spider, you're far to delightful. :) <br /><br />My sister had a deep phobia of spiders growing up. She once chased me around the house holding one of those disgustingly large grass hoppers - but when it came to spiders, all bets were off. We once played a little joke by strategically placing plastic spiders all around the back of the car. cbecknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3896107859684562024.post-35148232072662724502011-06-01T15:47:06.842-05:002011-06-01T15:47:06.842-05:00I worked for a few months at a children's nurs...I worked for a few months at a children's nursery (wayyyy back in the 1970s) and there were roaches there. The kids referred to them as 'piders. To them, everything was a spider. Probably me, too.<br /><br />You do know I'm working my way through your posts, don't you? ;)Valhttp://absurdoldbird.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3896107859684562024.post-85641983138692953092011-05-04T10:08:05.324-05:002011-05-04T10:08:05.324-05:00>> I even jumped up on the top of the coffee...>> I even jumped up on the top of the coffee table<br /><br />My mother did that once when a wee little mouse came by. Up to that point, I really thought those cartoons were just relying on extravagant exaggeration. <br /><br />ツ <-This is my new favorite smiley face.cbecknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3896107859684562024.post-27623855182246884132011-05-03T20:38:24.742-05:002011-05-03T20:38:24.742-05:00I seriously can't help it - I try & be a g...I seriously can't help it - I try & be a good role model and stuff for my daughter when I encounter a roach, but I always end up screaming at some point. I'm ashamed to admit that one time I even jumped up on the top of the coffee table, just like a cartoon character. <br /><br />But I do think that the roaches turn out to be more polite though. Dying out in the open at least meansJillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10439582294571462742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3896107859684562024.post-2414711559321754632011-05-03T16:56:31.079-05:002011-05-03T16:56:31.079-05:00> Deb said: Your "Congress" strikethr...> Deb said: Your "Congress" strikethrough made <br />> my morning! The rest of this entry? The <br />> cherry topping on an already fabulous dessert! <br /><br />As your comment did for me... :)<br /> <br />> Elly Lou said: No ears? Consider my world <br />> upheaved. Next you'll tell me my screams to <br />> nothing to dissuade snakes, either.<br /><br />Now cbeckhttp://www.usabecker.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3896107859684562024.post-52051594849542695822011-05-03T16:30:49.575-05:002011-05-03T16:30:49.575-05:00*do* I hate typing.*do* I hate typing.BugginWordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11469980416319902081noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3896107859684562024.post-4558010610267805182011-05-03T16:30:16.425-05:002011-05-03T16:30:16.425-05:00No ears? Consider my world upheaved. Next you...No ears? Consider my world upheaved. Next you'll tell me my screams to nothing to dissuade snakes, either.Elly Louhttp://www.bugginword.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3896107859684562024.post-13626244165819750492011-05-02T11:44:32.718-05:002011-05-02T11:44:32.718-05:00Your "Congress" strikethrough made my mo...Your "Congress" strikethrough made my morning! The rest of this entry? The cherry topping on an already fabulous dessert! :pDebhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06036505968642985025noreply@blogger.com