Comments on: The Glamorous Life

By: sandra

sandra — Tue, 23 Oct 2007 21:24:41 +0000

Traveling is totally sexy. I mean, they feel you up at security and everything!

By: Don

Don — Thu, 18 Oct 2007 20:45:46 +0000

But did you leave your wallet on the plane and wind up in a foreign country with no money, no credit cards and no driver’s license so you couldn’t even get a freakin’ car to the hotel? Huh? DIDJA?

By: shari

shari — Wed, 17 Oct 2007 17:50:56 +0000

Um, see… I meant retribution at the dog for peeing all over the floor, and well, guys would have an easier job of it… wow, I really need to stop thinking I think funny things because really, I should leave the funny to the professionals.

By: jenny

jenny — Wed, 17 Oct 2007 16:22:34 +0000

shari: well, you’re married and you have a dog… so i guess you would know better than i what goes on between men and their pets. ::shiver::
serap: teleporting is awesome, until your DNA accidentally merges with that of a fly. then the smelly underground starts looking more and more appealing.

By: serap

serap — Wed, 17 Oct 2007 11:00:08 +0000

I can’t wait until they invent teleporting… all our travel woes will be over! My journey to work it similarly sexy – I’m 5ft 1, which on the hot and smelly underground equates to armpit height. I need say no more.

By: shari

shari — Tue, 16 Oct 2007 23:21:45 +0000

Too bad you’re not a guy… could’ve peed all over the dog. At least, I assume that’s what a guy would do. Otherwise, what’s the point of having the ability? Seriously, people don’t utilize their talents enough these days.

By: jenny

jenny — Tue, 16 Oct 2007 22:01:31 +0000

dave2: so… time for me to get that sugar daddy, is what you’re saying?
churlita: i don’t know how people can survive without my kind of glamour.
cheryl: i’d take cat hair over semi-dried cat puke anyday. i’m never going to make it into the admiral’s club looking like this!

By: Cheryl

Cheryl — Tue, 16 Oct 2007 21:47:54 +0000

My cats always sleep on my suitcase the night before a trip in an attempt to guilt me into not leaving. Inevitably, someone at the airport sees the hairy suitcase and asks, “Do you have a cat?” and I feel like the schlumpy person that I am rather than the stylish world traveler I was trying to leave town to become. Sigh.

By: churlita

churlita — Tue, 16 Oct 2007 19:34:48 +0000

Wow. You do lead a glamorous life. I haven’t had anything puked on, smelled Caribbean sweat, or watched a dog pee all day.
There is a hole in my life.

By: Dave2

Dave2 — Tue, 16 Oct 2007 16:33:36 +0000

Time to start taking limousines to the airport and flying on private jets…