Comments on: One Handed Monkeys and Drinking Games

By: Musings of a Housewife

Musings of a Housewife — Wed, 04 Feb 2009 02:50:57 +0000

You are HILARIOUS. Tell the truth, did you write this after your shots last night? ;-) P.S. You accidentally linked to last week’s post. I fixed it. :-)

By: Jenna

Jenna — Wed, 04 Feb 2009 01:00:47 +0000

frozen lime juice. it’s not the same as real, but margaritas are about new experiences… at least that always been my excuse.

By: nicole

nicole — Tue, 03 Feb 2009 17:24:33 +0000

In your husband’s defense, there were an unusual amount of penalties called in that game.

I went grocery shopping early Sunday morning and had no troubles. But it was 8:30.

Next year you can make up the rules of the drinking game.

By: misty

misty — Tue, 03 Feb 2009 16:57:35 +0000

oh my dear girl…

By: Gramps

Gramps — Tue, 03 Feb 2009 16:10:33 +0000

I’m still marveling that Jeff knows, (or will admit) knowing, porn stars names.

(For you youngsters who, like make up this like blogging community-

LIke Marveling means “Express astonishment or surprise about something” Do you like it?)

By: Allison L

Allison L — Tue, 03 Feb 2009 14:09:32 +0000

That is hysterical! Gosh, were you just hammered based on how many penalties were called! Sorry about your team. We were pulling for them! Too bad! Love the post!

By: Jen@OurDailyBigTop

Jen@OurDailyBigTop — Tue, 03 Feb 2009 14:09:26 +0000

Good lessons. I’m with you. I hit Costco Sunday afternoon and it was crazy. Never ever again. As for shots, I stay far away…let’s just say Cancun, tequila and spring break. Get the picture?

By: Jessie

Jessie — Tue, 03 Feb 2009 13:44:55 +0000

Oh my goodness! Hilarious! Hubby had fun trying to find regular saltine crackers the night before the superbowl. They were out everywhere and being sick with I’m guessing a stomach virus, that was all I wanted. I had to settle for some card board tasting fat free saltines. Blech!

By: Wendy

Wendy — Tue, 03 Feb 2009 05:33:59 +0000

Have you considered bringing protection with you when you go to the grocery store on Superbowl Sunday? Burping and Farting Girl could do in a pinch. In our family, we had Burping and Farting Dad that we used in such situations. He was always good for making a clearing wherever we went. And for scaring our dates. But that’s another story.