tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post5843946509343287557..comments2023-10-23T15:29:42.728-04:00Comments on Mental Poo: Fatty Goes Uphill Both WaysMoooooog35http://www.blogger.com/profile/13283153659252782869noreply@blogger.comBlogger51125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-41773048556895750452011-06-27T09:39:15.963-04:002011-06-27T09:39:15.963-04:00are you sure your name isnt tommy calahan? and are...are you sure your name isnt tommy calahan? and are you sure your friends name isnt richard instead of scott?jack mehoffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05478538375978060810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-12753946068203085132010-02-20T14:53:57.966-05:002010-02-20T14:53:57.966-05:00Kids nowadays. They are jjst so overprivilged, rig...Kids nowadays. They are jjst so overprivilged, right? They get to have their bus and eat Twinkies too. Mmm... and now I'm hungry.<br /><br />And want a yeti to name George. Or a bunny. Or some pot...Christina Harperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09801281510831289238noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-21598457255069443982010-02-19T14:27:49.442-05:002010-02-19T14:27:49.442-05:00That is nothing compared to my walk to the bus in ...That is nothing compared to my walk to the bus in 110 degree weather and you know what's between us and the bus stop? The forest filled with rattle snakes and animals and scary shit like that. Everyday for two years I had to deet myself up so I wouldn't get lime disease from the TICKS. TICKS! So I was the sweaty, awkward girl on the bus that always smelled like bug spray. No wonder school sucked. Yeti's are no match for Ticks and rattle snakes.Toehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10075495117699109883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-45178079719450718372010-02-19T14:03:39.771-05:002010-02-19T14:03:39.771-05:00We sure had it bad in our day, eh? Man, I still re...We sure had it bad in our day, eh? Man, I still remember my aching legs, the lack of breath, and the fear in my eyes as I passed by tree after bush after hill, never sure of what might come out and run after me.<br /><br />That's it. When my kids get home today, I'm kicking their asses.Mary@Holy Mackerelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04026873878364041551noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-37931703992213419242010-02-19T10:25:09.918-05:002010-02-19T10:25:09.918-05:00Y'know, in MY day, there were no buses, and bo...Y'know, in MY day, there were no buses, and both my parents worked, and, I just had to WALK by myself to school blocks and blocks away.<br /><br />But at least there was no Yeti.JD at I Do Thingshttp://idothings.infonoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-50249984479413587342010-02-19T09:41:01.123-05:002010-02-19T09:41:01.123-05:00LOL I remember having to walk to school every day ...LOL I remember having to walk to school every day about a mile. Now I drive the kids.. haven't you figured out thats easier?HeartsMakeFamilieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01083164042219429954noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-51739017454412993692010-02-19T07:52:29.795-05:002010-02-19T07:52:29.795-05:00Surferwife: I am horrified that you think I would ...Surferwife: I am horrified that you think I would leave, like, dirty comments and crap like that.<br /><br />Just kidding. It's pretty much ALL I do. I have issues.<br /><br />Welcome.<br /><br />Steam Me Up: It would be like the show 'Wipeout' but the big balls would be monitored by Chris Hansen.<br /><br />Suldog: Sure. I have no problem giving my kids to total strangers for days. Let me know how you want to pay for shipping.<br /><br />Tracie: Jesus. Pampered much?<br /><br />Would you like any Grey Poupon?<br /><br />Lbluca: That's what I totally do. I cannot be bothered with fresh air at such an early hour.<br /><br />Princess: God I love that guy.<br /><br />Jen: They're still smoking pot. Trust me, we find a way. I mean 'they.' They find a way.<br /><br />Kellie: I don't. I stand in the house and blow kisses. I mean, um, do manly things like pushups.<br /><br />CatLady: My school was actually two towns over. TWO TOWNS OVER. So, you know, walking was pretty much out of the question.<br /><br />SoccerMom: Exercise? Are you OUT OF YOUR MIND?!<br /><br />Malach: Just home? How did you get there?<br /><br />Meleah: Just wait til they invent teleportation. Then we can really lay it on thick.<br /><br />Gauche: I hate you more.<br /><br />Are we 5?<br /><br />Chris: For some reason the DSS calls that 'child abuse.' <br /><br />Asses.<br /><br />Ed: Yes. I used to be 6 feet tall.<br /><br />Atkins is SO not worth it.Moooooog35https://www.blogger.com/profile/13283153659252782869noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-73311563738712335592010-02-19T00:25:36.700-05:002010-02-19T00:25:36.700-05:00Moog, given what we know about your relationship w...Moog, given what we know about your relationship with your kids, I'm stunned that you haven't made it part of the daily routine to drive them a mile away and then follow them in the car as they walk BACK to the bus stop.<br /><br />How have you not thought of this?Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794712479594188124noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-42483864696679538672010-02-18T23:29:07.440-05:002010-02-18T23:29:07.440-05:00The pictures for this blog were friggin' aweso...The pictures for this blog were friggin' awesome. I think the picture of Scott and the bus got me more then anything...well done, Moog. You got me laughing like a idiot in the middle of my office.<br /><br />I hate you.Gauchehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12734965408480594013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-70164840724204745452010-02-18T22:07:23.288-05:002010-02-18T22:07:23.288-05:00When I was a kid, I did the 1 and a half mile walk...When I was a kid, I did the 1 and a half mile walk home everyday.Malach the Mercilesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16243258141258465269noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-45249216718545282382010-02-18T21:05:29.697-05:002010-02-18T21:05:29.697-05:00Would it make you feel better if your kids did jum...Would it make you feel better if your kids did jumping jacks or ran in place from the door to the end of the driveway while they were waiting for the bus?SoccerMOMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06030389885088984723noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-75740878027806157432010-02-18T19:19:23.474-05:002010-02-18T19:19:23.474-05:00At least you had a bus... we had to walk all the w...At least you had a bus... we had to walk all the way to school... about 2 miles. In the cold, and rain, and sleet. Bitch and moan... bitch and moan.http://howtobecomeacatladywithoutthecats.blogspot.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02888838201074339916noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-36138518573708050642010-02-18T17:59:00.140-05:002010-02-18T17:59:00.140-05:00My question is why you even bother walking them ou...My question is why you even bother walking them out to their bus stop. <br /><br />My bus stop was at the next door neighbors driveway. We had twice the distance as your kids to walk. The humanity!!!Kelliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00695653603769427299noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-65415352060115844242010-02-18T17:18:42.822-05:002010-02-18T17:18:42.822-05:00They have it made. I had to walk a whole mile to s...They have it made. I had to walk a whole mile to school, one way and then back when it was over. In the winter if it was really cold we could take the city bus. Which meant waiting for 45 minutes in the frigid cold. I drive my kid to school and it's a block and a half. Worse, I let my car warm up for ten minutes before I take her. At least this way she can't smoke any pot.Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08551314950473231190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-4813102634167671922010-02-18T16:04:04.252-05:002010-02-18T16:04:04.252-05:00Ronny James Dio........Bahahahahaha!
Yeah...me to...Ronny James Dio........Bahahahahaha!<br /><br />Yeah...me too.The Princess of Sarcasmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02574980588740035485noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-88781309777081565602010-02-18T16:01:16.776-05:002010-02-18T16:01:16.776-05:00If I were you I would just watch my kids from the ...If I were you I would just watch my kids from the window as they walk to the end of the driveway. Who wants to have to deal with putting on shoeslbluca77https://www.blogger.com/profile/12025288926725230627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-23351311152045183542010-02-18T15:51:49.861-05:002010-02-18T15:51:49.861-05:00I never rode the bus one day. My dad took me to sc...I never rode the bus one day. My dad took me to school until I got my driver's license. So my kids (and my parents) think I'm cruel because my kids ride the bus. It stops at the end of our driveway too. Boo friggin hoo.Traciehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10612857982151448455noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-18194138292034921522010-02-18T15:01:57.154-05:002010-02-18T15:01:57.154-05:00Seriously. I had one of those "uphill both wa...Seriously. I had one of those "uphill both ways" walks, too. Unfortunately, I have no kids to beat over the head with it. If your kids get tired of your stories, I might take 'em off your hands for a couple of days. I need a new audience.Suldoghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07778845367184916684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-35389580236742675262010-02-18T14:50:40.478-05:002010-02-18T14:50:40.478-05:00You need to haze them, or create an obstacle cours...You need to haze them, or create an obstacle course from the door to the bus, just to keep them from going soft. A couple supersoakers, a landmine or two, some dog shit, a pedophile. You know, real-life stuff.Steam Me Up, Kidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04125716705273823809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-38493759632261596462010-02-18T14:16:19.063-05:002010-02-18T14:16:19.063-05:00Dear Moooooooooog. My name is SurferWife and I ha...Dear Moooooooooog. My name is SurferWife and I have heard of you, seen you around the same dirty comment alleys I frequent and have never checked you out until now. <br /><br />I think we could be friends. I was always running behind my school bus, too. Except I was dropping my wet n wild lipgloss and can of aquanet, so I would have to stop and pick those up which in turn made me miss said bus.<br /><br />It was a bitch.<br /><br />I drive my spoiled ass kids to school.<br /><br />Your new friend, <br />SurferWifeSurferWifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01957211169192231576noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-32282206321090106022010-02-18T14:14:03.395-05:002010-02-18T14:14:03.395-05:00momma: That's what you get for living in Michi...momma: That's what you get for living in Michigan. Just sayin'.<br /><br />Cashier: My dad would drive me to school too but usually in the middle of the night.<br /><br />He drank a lot.<br /><br />Jessica: You go girl!<br /><br />*snap in Z formation<br /><br />I'm all about the 80's.<br /><br />Brutalism: FYI, they keep the car running because that's the best way to build up carbon monoxide.<br /><br />The more you know.<br /><br />BigSis: how many did he shoot?<br /><br />Speaking: If it was about you I would have been more diplomatic. Like 'plumpy' or something. I am chivalrous.<br /><br />bikram: that's what she said.<br /><br />Man..works EVERYWHERE.<br /><br />Travis: I thought ALL the short buses made special stops.<br /><br />Mr. Stupid: That was no dog chasing you.<br /><br />yeti.<br /><br />Mike: I thought that was a given. You know how I hate being redundant. you know how I hate being redundant.<br /><br />Nipsy: I think the most shocking thing out of all of that was learning that there are actually schools in Ohio.<br /><br />me-Me: You think my druggie friends are still there?<br /><br />SO going back.<br /><br />Wannabe: Too late. We've already taken your shoes. OFF WITH THE LIMBS!<br /><br />J: Seriously. What's wrong with my hairy chest?<br /><br />Crazy kids.<br /><br />Christie: Yetis. They're like Starbucks and crystal meth...EVERYWHERE.<br /><br />Olly: Canadian praries? I thought there was just ice and strip joints.<br /><br />Linnn: I love bus drivers, too. And by 'love' I mean 'don't care.'<br /><br />Miss Spoken: I think we had the same daddy.Moooooog35https://www.blogger.com/profile/13283153659252782869noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-75377194787109445102010-02-18T13:49:15.129-05:002010-02-18T13:49:15.129-05:00Daddy said I didn't need no schoolin' caus...Daddy said I didn't need no schoolin' cause I was built for the pole.Miss Spokenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18200404048175661223noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-40568864414455454762010-02-18T12:38:59.282-05:002010-02-18T12:38:59.282-05:00I love bus drivers. At the risk of blogwhoring: ...I love bus drivers. At the risk of blogwhoring: http://lindalenzentreiber.blogspot.com/2009/10/mr-sadistic-public-school-bus-driver.htmlLinnnnhttp://lindalenzentreiber.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-88667816584048977612010-02-18T12:28:52.051-05:002010-02-18T12:28:52.051-05:00Elementary school and junior high were within a ha...Elementary school and junior high were within a half mile walking distance for me, although Canadian prairies can be brutal. High school in BC was TWO bus rides away, with exactly enough time to smoke a joint between buses. So I guess I didn't mind so much...Ollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09956488313345711218noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27527727.post-58669681396171645772010-02-18T11:54:42.681-05:002010-02-18T11:54:42.681-05:00I am seriously LMAO! I think we all had Yetis livi...I am seriously LMAO! I think we all had Yetis living in our neighborhoods!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com