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first i want to say, EW!!
secondly, *vomits*
I do have to admit, you are a clever troll. You used the word first in a sentence. But still…a troll.
that was not intentional.
oh well….
Fine, I’ll take back what I said about being clever. You are just a troll.
but a clever one!! }:D
did somebody eat a bag, and then puke it? 8(
No, someone needed to puke, but thought that the right way to use a vomiting bag was to eat it “so all the puke would go in the bag while the bag would slide down to the stomach where it would get digested”
ok………you have problems
Our word for the day: sarcasm.
we already went over this! Arggg!!!!!
i was implying that he had problems because he/she thought about it. had the imagination to type that. had the brashness to add the comment.
what did you call me for John?
I didn’t say anything about a queen.
NOBODY expects the Spanish Enfanta!
That’s taking recycling a bit too far.
Well, it depends on what type of bag it was. If it was plastic, said person should not have tried to consume it in the first place. However, if it was paper, that can be digested and prove to be an excellent source of fiber.
Back in the ’80s. a bread that I believe was named “Fresh Horizons” came out, and it had several times as much fiber as any other bread. But as word got out that the fiber was being harvested from wood, the bread sank like a soaked log.
a vomited bag?someone get me a “Wet floor” sign
I suppose we should administer Ipecac until the rest of the luggage comes up too.
Woah… When I said it was a sweet bag, I didn’t mean it was candy!
I’ll have one of those bags, I want to throw it up a tree.
You know, that’s exactly what I said to the dog the other day when I came home and couldn’t find any of the mint plant except for the pot…
The up side of the experience-That could be the only time her breath ever smells good!
And that your dog left your planted pot intact. You probably would be more worried about that than the mint.
I did get worried when I couldn’t find two of the pot feet stand thingies, but fortunately she’d only buried them rather than swallowed them. Just next to my potting trowel. A bit to the left of her Kong chew toy. My husband doesn’t call her ‘Shovelpaws’ for nothing.