tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650150142645816923.post4467033672349387916..comments2016-12-19T08:30:57.242-08:00Comments on Bride Of Mukor: Evidence Of Bad ParentingTiffany Thttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14593440424514634781noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650150142645816923.post-54210980192368264012009-05-25T19:42:37.893-07:002009-05-25T19:42:37.893-07:00I never go to Disneyland if it isn't during the we...I never go to Disneyland if it isn't during the week. I love myself too much. :)Carolinahttp://kidsgowest.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650150142645816923.post-57897645735286385572009-05-23T21:38:22.053-07:002009-05-23T21:38:22.053-07:00Oh goodness... you live close enough to just skip ...Oh goodness... you live close enough to just skip school and crash Disney!??!! I'm so jealous!!<br /><br />:)<br />~Tabitha~<br /><br /><A HREF="http://tabithablue.blogspot.com" REL="nofollow">freshmommyblog.com</A>PS. Thanks for the link you sent me... hilarious!Tabitha Bluehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01019907765384844007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650150142645816923.post-85459969544418031672009-05-21T07:36:49.846-07:002009-05-21T07:36:49.846-07:00Disneyland AND Red Lobster? It's like the PERFECT ...Disneyland AND Red Lobster? It's like the PERFECT day. I love those cheddar biscuits. Glad the kids had fun even though you're setting yourself up for raising some juvenile delinquents...skipping school already. Nice... Hahahahah!<br /><br /> Funny story, my sister and I both love Red Lobster, but both of our men think it's TOTAL OVERPRICED CRAP so we never go with our guys. We tend to hit up RedAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650150142645816923.post-14480021305121732132009-05-20T18:40:00.690-07:002009-05-20T18:40:00.690-07:00wow, DID YOU JUST THROW ME UNDER THE BUS, TIFF? Y...wow, DID YOU JUST THROW ME UNDER THE BUS, TIFF? You are dead to me as well. If you want to get in my good graces you'll have to hand over those 4 cheesy biscuits you took home with you last night.<br /><br />Oh, did you tell BD about the waiter that threw your Caesar salad into my backpack and all of our bread plates at the table next to us? Good times.Daniellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04490578614214219045noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650150142645816923.post-31009257916354368792009-05-20T18:38:00.626-07:002009-05-20T18:38:00.626-07:00ahh, I really need to brave bringing my camera nex...ahh, I really need to brave bringing my camera next time we have a ditch day!Daniellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04490578614214219045noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650150142645816923.post-26713622390066203712009-05-20T18:25:23.962-07:002009-05-20T18:25:23.962-07:00Uh... no?
Look, my shoes were untied, and I was y...Uh... no?<br /><br />Look, my shoes were untied, and I was young and needed the money, and... yeah, I have no good excuse.<br /><br />So instead I'll say that MamaDB forced me to do it - even though it WAS my idea.Tiffany Thttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14593440424514634781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650150142645816923.post-64574567946039935962009-05-20T14:56:56.317-07:002009-05-20T14:56:56.317-07:00I'm sorry. Did you say you went to not only Disne...I'm sorry. Did you say you went to not only Disneyland, but then Red Lobster without me? You're DEAD to me.All Things BDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15471290940963547810noreply@blogger.com