Comments on: it was a statement, not a question http://www.rustypants.net/2009/07/10/it-was-a-statement-not-a-question/ teacher. husband. idiot. why should you care? it's beyond me. Mon, 30 Jan 2012 12:16:35 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Becca Fritschle http://www.rustypants.net/2009/07/10/it-was-a-statement-not-a-question/comment-page-1/#comment-40234 Becca Fritschle Sat, 11 Jul 2009 11:00:38 +0000 http://www.rustypants.net/?p=990#comment-40234 That's hysterical, Scott. ya'll yankees. That will be the first thing I say to you. Hope you have a lovely day today celebrating lise's birthday! That’s hysterical, Scott. ya’ll yankees. That will be the first thing I say to you. Hope you have a lovely day today celebrating lise’s birthday!

]]> By: Moldy-Wan ;-) http://www.rustypants.net/2009/07/10/it-was-a-statement-not-a-question/comment-page-1/#comment-40233 Moldy-Wan ;-) Sat, 11 Jul 2009 05:22:33 +0000 http://www.rustypants.net/?p=990#comment-40233 When my ex-wife & I were on our honeymoon in Orlando way back in the 70s, we went to this one swanky restaurant at Disneyworld (cannot recall the name). Our waitress, a local girl, had the sweetest drawl and said she recognized from our accents that we were from "somewhere up north." The three of us got to talking and my ex & I told our waitress that neither of us could ever live in Florida because we'd miss the snow too much. To that, our waitress volunteered: "I saw snow one time when I was way up north." We asked her where she had visited? She replied: "Charlotte, North Carolina." I was going to tease her about that by confessing that I was really from the "deep south," as in "southern Connecticut." My ex knew what was coming and kicked me hard in the shin. Oh well. ;-) L&K, Moldy-Wan ;-) When my ex-wife & I were on our honeymoon in Orlando way back in the 70s, we went to this one swanky restaurant at Disneyworld (cannot recall the name). Our waitress, a local girl, had the sweetest drawl and said she recognized from our accents that we were from “somewhere up north.” The three of us got to talking and my ex & I told our waitress that neither of us could ever live in Florida because we’d miss the snow too much. To that, our waitress volunteered: “I saw snow one time when I was way up north.” We asked her where she had visited? She replied: “Charlotte, North Carolina.”

I was going to tease her about that by confessing that I was really from the “deep south,” as in “southern Connecticut.” My ex knew what was coming and kicked me hard in the shin. Oh well. ;-)
L&K,
Moldy-Wan ;-)

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