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Date Posted: 12:20:40 08/20/03 Wed
Author: Brenda
Subject: ROFL, JS. Oh ya....I have one >>>>
In reply to: John Scott 's message, "Life's little moments" on 03:08:58 08/20/03 Wed

I was in the first week of my first year at university. I had finally worked up enough courage to venture into the Arts Lounge where all the "really artsy" people hung out. (I was still trying to determine whether I was "really artsy" or not). I found a spot on a couch, pulled out my book of 17th century prose, and proceeded to do my best to look like I fit in. Well, I guess a sat there a wee bit too long because, when I went to stand up to get to my next class. It became apparent that my entire left leg had fallen asleep. How did it become apparent, you ask? I tried to take a step, my leg gave out, and I crashed down onto the coffee table. Needless to say...I decided I wasn't "really artsy", just really clumsy.

The other one I can remember happened when my mom was trying to explain what confession was to my younger brother. She was trying to tell him what penance was, how the priest would give her something to do to make up for her sins. My dad (a non-Catholic) replied, "It's kind of like having to do push ups". Well, off we go to the church, Mom does her confession, comes out of the confessional and my brother yells (as only 5 year olds can do)from the back of the church, "How many push ups did he give you, Mom!?

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[> hehehe Wish I was there to see that. *wink* I'm straining my brain to recall any similar incidents... I'll have to come back when I think of something -- Lissa, 20:02:53 08/20/03 Wed


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