Sinner's Alley Happy Hour (Part 1)

<p>TaraMom, LOL. Good job.</p>

<p>Hey Slugg!
Welcome back!!! You've been missed!! The visuals your post connotes are just.... shall I say powerful? But a great laugh! Thanks!</p>

<p>Slugg,</p>

<p>welcome back. </p>

<p>I have missed having multiple laugh out loud moments (Curm has been trying hold it down all by himself. he gets a few good ones in and is probably releived that some of the pressure will be off of him for my daily laugh:) You came back with a bang</p>

<p>Hope you get some sleep really soon, but I think you're still on your game in spite of being sleep deprived.</p>

<p>No one can top cgmom! She is the master! (as previously stated) But, you know how these happy hours can loosen our tongues, so...</p>

<p>how about</p>

<p>a grunt of adolescent boys?</p>

<p>or jmmom, I guess it could also be a "grunge" of adolescent boys.</p>

<p>Slugg, welcome back. You've been making me laugh since way back when and I am glad you've returned! BTW, cats don't barf - they yack. I've heard it. As a cat owner I know these things. (p.s. - be glad you have bosoms that reach anywhere in the vicinity of your abdomen.)</p>

<p>How about "a google of nerds."</p>

<p><a href="http://community.webshots.com/scripts/editPhotos.fcgi?action=viewall&albumID=369862844%5B/url%5D"&gt;http://community.webshots.com/scripts/editPhotos.fcgi?action=viewall&albumID=369862844&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p>

<p>Palm Desert CA, October 2004</p>

<p>tsdad, no pictures on the link. Said something like "You ain't supposed to be heah". And then it flipped me off.</p>

<p>I just love it when it says YOU ARE FORBIDDEN FROM THIS PAGE, really makes me curious, or just plain out rejected</p>

<p>In Honor of 2004-2005:</p>

<p>a hatchet of adcoms
(or)
a benificence of adcoms</p>

<p>In Honor of My 3 kids:</p>

<p>a rustle of graduates
a clank of skateboarders
a blur of 3rd graders</p>

<p>In General:</p>

<p>a collapse of moms
a bicker of relatives
a galumph of teen boys
a glide of prom queens
a clench of delinquents
a bumble of husbands
a guffaw of friends</p>

<p>very very nice, I have been beaten!!!</p>

<p>bicker of relatives- priceless!!</p>

<p>a preen of teens</p>

<p>High praise from the master, but nothing could beat "a glare of teen girls!"</p>

<p>This Luddite has a question. I just now did something to cause "citygirlsmom is online now" to appear under your name CGM. Is this new or did I press a weird button? Have other people had this all along? :confused:</p>

<p>an annoyance of mom member has no clue</p>

<p>When the CC box in the corner is yellow it means that person is online. White - not online.</p>

<p>I posted the link too quickly. I'll post another link later.</p>

<p><a href="http://community.webshots.com/scripts/editPhotos.fcgi?action=viewall&albumID=369916370%5B/url%5D"&gt;http://community.webshots.com/scripts/editPhotos.fcgi?action=viewall&albumID=369916370&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p>

<p>tsdad, uh, it doesn't seem to have helped....</p>

<p>a slurry of teen-speak</p>

<p>(The drama master called H to ask if S2, aka PT Barnum, could please have computer back (one of many privileges lost due to inebriation). The Drama department wants to commission another poster. Anyone else have teachers calling to have children's suspensions lifted? Crikey. Someone thump me if I worry about this kid).</p>

<p>I'll have a cosmopolitan... I can't believe I'm only now reading this thread... My cranium is buzzing from all the old neurons that have fired in the last half hour or so! Thanks to all of you for resurrecting so many memories (mostly good!). I almost fell over when I saw Famolares... My D came in recently and asked if I liked her new shoes. I said, "Yes, those are huaraches. I had some when I was your age." Interesting to see how much overlap there is with many of the pop culture and fashion items -- growing up in KY provided connections with the RC/moon pie and june bug references too...</p>

<p>If you'll indulge me for backing up a bit -- I took my D and several friends to a Dave Matthews concert in the fall. When I picked them up, they were quite animated and had enjoyed the music. They began talking about this "old guy with long gray hair who played the guitar." My daughter looked at me and asked, "Who's Neil Young?" I almost wrecked the car.</p>

<p>Cheers! (the toast, not the screen name!)</p>