tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3348104816001615055.post3208628080355246572..comments2023-10-28T10:24:05.091-04:00Comments on The Prettiest Denny's Waitress: Looking backMickeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16980072484914437668noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3348104816001615055.post-49575656159864342182008-06-19T16:22:00.000-04:002008-06-19T16:22:00.000-04:00And I'm still waiting for the ivory penis fungus p...And I'm still waiting for the ivory penis fungus photos from the trip.Jacobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05768654376657640904noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3348104816001615055.post-87205112853716646892008-06-19T15:45:00.000-04:002008-06-19T15:45:00.000-04:00im back man. the only thing i have on my mirror is...im back man. the only thing i have on my mirror is a picture of the greatest guy alive. every time i look at it, there i am.<BR/><BR/>hightowerAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3348104816001615055.post-40291988483284305552008-06-19T14:38:00.000-04:002008-06-19T14:38:00.000-04:00rachel- No, that's pretty good. Donuts and lilacs-...rachel- No, that's pretty good. Donuts and lilacs- it's probably good that they're worn out.<BR/><BR/>chris- Nothing, again? Boring!<BR/><BR/>em- Between you and Allie, I'm really struggling with this inexplicable hatred of that word. But I'm glad I'm not a douche.Mickeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16980072484914437668noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3348104816001615055.post-672252238496888062008-06-19T13:33:00.000-04:002008-06-19T13:33:00.000-04:00I knew you wouldnt. Mickey. I know you're not a do...I knew you wouldnt. Mickey. I know you're not a douche bag.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3348104816001615055.post-56036337308046927492008-06-19T09:35:00.000-04:002008-06-19T09:35:00.000-04:00Also nothing on mine.But on Rachel's police note: ...Also nothing on mine.<BR/><BR/>But on Rachel's police note: We did know a former police officer who worked at the newspaper and pulled T-shirts down over the backs of his car seats. The one on the passenger seat said, "In God We Trust... Everyone else gets searched." <BR/><BR/>Goofy cop humor, but it made me laugh.Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15796345438886867796noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3348104816001615055.post-6052362825085256602008-06-18T19:37:00.000-04:002008-06-18T19:37:00.000-04:00A Yankee candle air freshener that doesn't smell l...A Yankee candle air freshener that doesn't smell like lilacs anymore, and a formerly donut-scented air freshener that says, "Police are my favorite people." Not nearly as interesting as yours, but the police one still makes me laugh. :)DailyNewsiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11246439610698362188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3348104816001615055.post-49438722882535670912008-06-18T14:58:00.000-04:002008-06-18T14:58:00.000-04:00julie- Minimalist consumer whore. That's awesome.d...julie- Minimalist consumer whore. That's awesome.<BR/><BR/>dutchess- I knew somebody would have them. Don't be embarassed. Just know that morons like me immediately go to boobs when we see them.<BR/><BR/>meaghan- You're right, they've been watered down. It's a shame because boob-flashing needs a distinct trophy, if you ask me.<BR/><BR/>npw- So I do know someone who has had fuzzy dice! In a Daytona, no less! (My choice of the city of Daytona in the post was completely random.)<BR/><BR/>allie- If you're in the army you can call them snap-links. But then you'd have to be in the army.<BR/><BR/>stefanie- It should be illegal. Watch the road, people.<BR/><BR/>courtney- Yeah, Allie's weird.<BR/><BR/>jacob- That's right! I forgot you had them. Funny- I've never seen you flash anyone.<BR/><BR/>em- So you know, I have never used a -c- outside of climbing or rigging applications. Not even as a keychain.<BR/><BR/>justins- I too am attuned to all things boob. It's like a sixth sense.<BR/><BR/>noelle- Hey, you never know when you might need a lei.<BR/><BR/>sm- So your car smiled like pine trees and weed. Nice.Mickeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16980072484914437668noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3348104816001615055.post-81988387457219121902008-06-18T12:21:00.000-04:002008-06-18T12:21:00.000-04:00I don't have a car, but when I did it was one of t...I don't have a car, but when I did it was one of those green smelly tree things because I used to smoke blunts all the time in there.<BR/><BR/>Classy!surviving myselfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13421187332033401147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3348104816001615055.post-47641076251846054052008-06-18T11:27:00.000-04:002008-06-18T11:27:00.000-04:00I actually used to have a dollar store lei hanging...I actually used to have a dollar store lei hanging from my mirror. But then my friend drove my car and convinced me it was too distracting. So it went on the head rest of the passenger seat, and it's been there ever since. <BR/><BR/>After high school graduation, I had my tassel hanging from there, reminding me every day that I never had to go to high school ever again.Noellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11567505547323976582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3348104816001615055.post-42330308855137477862008-06-18T11:16:00.000-04:002008-06-18T11:16:00.000-04:00Nice story, Mickey. And actually, I'm with Allie. ...Nice story, Mickey. <BR/><BR/>And actually, I'm with Allie. The word caribiner makes me cringe. I think it comes from living and working on a river with the inevitable lot of annoying gear heads. It's like, yes, they serve a function. You need them. Do you need to wear 80 of them with straps around your waist? Overkill, weirdo.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3348104816001615055.post-2741636485907633812008-06-18T10:42:00.000-04:002008-06-18T10:42:00.000-04:00And I didn't get them from Mardis Gras, but I did ...And I didn't get them from Mardis Gras, but I did somehow end up with them after that trip in college to New Orleans where we were all ending up taking bets on which girl would end up with Mickey.Jacobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05768654376657640904noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3348104816001615055.post-50405631050597060982008-06-18T10:40:00.000-04:002008-06-18T10:40:00.000-04:00Mickey, you rode in a car with Mardis Gras beads h...Mickey, you rode in a car with Mardis Gras beads hanging from the mirror last week, even if they are very subtle small green and silver beads. I also twist and hang them twice to be short. I've never had any visibility issues with them, because the object I'd have to be avoiding would have to be coming down from the sky and I figure by that point I'm screwed anyway.Jacobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05768654376657640904noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3348104816001615055.post-44930713431018454142008-06-18T09:45:00.000-04:002008-06-18T09:45:00.000-04:00Allie: You're the first person I've ever met to be...Allie: You're the first person I've ever met to be offended by the word caribiner. And I can think of a word starting with C that offends me much more.<BR/><BR/>Over the years I've had various things hanging from my rearview mirror. In high school it was my graduation tassel. When I thought I was super-Christian it was a cross necklace. There have been various parking passes and ID badges. But now there's nothing.Courtneyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05940936362201799176noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3348104816001615055.post-13345665098366535622008-06-18T09:44:00.000-04:002008-06-18T09:44:00.000-04:00Nothing hanging from my rear-view mirror, either. ...Nothing hanging from my rear-view mirror, either. I remember my mom telling me when I was a kid, though, that fuzzy dice were illegal, for the exact reason you mentioned: how do people make sure they can see around them? (Yes, I am apparently a huge goody-goody, and my mom obviously trained me that way.)Stefaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10128238432671375399noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3348104816001615055.post-86365742860881028122008-06-18T09:01:00.000-04:002008-06-18T09:01:00.000-04:00I don't have anything hanging from the mirror. My...I don't have anything hanging from the mirror. My friend Sarah sent me a patron saint of good parking spots air freshener, and I had that hanging for awhile. But it smelled awful, and it looked like Jesus hugging a car. I found it hysterical, but I started to worry that other people might not see the humor and actually think I was all about the J-man to the point where I needed him with me in the car. I felt it was a misrepresentation of myself, so I took it down. <BR/><BR/>On another note, I cannot stand that c-word. Not even a little bit. It makes me cringe. I call the metal object hanging from your mirror a clippity-do, or clippy thingy.Alliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16603700427096296937noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3348104816001615055.post-4067064447932443612008-06-18T08:42:00.000-04:002008-06-18T08:42:00.000-04:00Yeah, I've got nothing. Oh! But back in the days o...Yeah, I've got nothing. <BR/><BR/>Oh! But back in the days of driving the hot pink Dodge Daytona I had fuzzy blue dice in the mirror.shelleycoughlinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04356701520189971892noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3348104816001615055.post-44267992183656782722008-06-18T08:36:00.001-04:002008-06-18T08:36:00.001-04:00I actually don't have anything hanging from my mir...I actually don't have anything hanging from my mirror either. Well, unless you count the inevitable dog hair.<BR/><BR/>I saw a 2- or 3-year-old donning many Mardi Gras beads the other day and thought that was just wrong. I think the beads are starting to lose their meaning. What a shame.Meaghanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11359745228163748924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3348104816001615055.post-90134869486522318822008-06-18T08:36:00.000-04:002008-06-18T08:36:00.000-04:00I am now embarrassed to admit that I do have Mardi...I am now embarrassed to admit that I do have Mardi Gras beads. And no, I didn't get them at Mardi Gras, nor did I earn them with any flashing. The collection started with my Kickball superlative medal for Least Coordinated which came on a string of beads. I have this medal along with my newer MVP award along with a handful of other necklaces from other parties.The Dutchess of Kickballhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06895200514420928761noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3348104816001615055.post-46772653922809461432008-06-18T07:18:00.000-04:002008-06-18T07:18:00.000-04:00I do not have anything hanging from my rear view m...I do not have anything hanging from my rear view mirror. Is that boring or progressive? <BR/><BR/>I also have only one cd in my car - the one that is in the player. I've entered a minimalist stage of my life. You know, as minimalist as a consumer whore can be.Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16245359960166359487noreply@blogger.com