I have a very small blue freckle on my face. People often think I just had a tattoo artist hit me with one tiny dot... it looks like tattoo ink.
I wasn't born with it and didn't have it when I was a kid. I have no idea when it appeared or what it is but the dermatologist said it's not harmful or anything to worry about, so... I guess I'm just a chosen one... for something.
and they have had this question on a white board in the campus center for all the incoming freshmen to write down what makes them unique. At least 2 students have put down that they are a twin... Which by definition means someone else they know has that exact same characteristic. It bugs the crap out of me every time I walk past.
In the finished basement we have a wall painted with a huge Phillies “P” and the Phantic painted on it. All around it, the following people signed it...
Sparky Lyle
Brooks Robinson
Willie Stargell
Steve Carlton
And a few others.
So yes, all those people have been in my basement.
Lol no. But I was only joking. How cool would that be though?
I have a good friend who has one. It's certainly unique, but I'm quite certain he'd say there was nothing enjoyable about the circumstances that lead to him having one.
because I rarely wear underwear and when I do it's usually something unusual. But now I know why I have always lost women to guys like you. I mean, it's not just the uniform. It's the stories that you tell. So much fun and imagination...
the not so obvious one is I was a bonus baby. The doctor had no idea I was there, so neither did my parents. 1967 didn't have sonograms, so the docs just listen for heart beats. In this case, the doctor wasn't able to tell that there was more than one heart beating inside there. So Riffy was born, and they went looking to clean up the afterbirth and found my foot.
When my dad came into the room to ask my mom how was she doing and the baby, it went something like this:
Hi honey, how are you?
I'm okay.
How's the baby?
Babies.
Uh...how's the baby?
Babies!!
Wha!? We are going to have to buy a bigger car!
I was “double-jointed “ as a kid and could jump rope with my arms...I Â
In the finished basement we have a wall painted with a huge Phillies “P” and the Phantic painted on it. All around it, the following people signed it...
Sparky Lyle
Brooks Robinson
Willie Stargell
Steve Carlton
And a few others.
So yes, all those people have been in my basement.
the not so obvious one is I was a bonus baby. The doctor had no idea I was there, so neither did my parents. 1967 didn't have sonograms, so the docs just listen for heart beats. In this case, the doctor wasn't able to tell that there was more than one heart beating inside there. So Riffy was born, and they went looking to clean up the afterbirth and found my foot.
When my dad came into the room to ask my mom how was she doing and the baby, it went something like this:
Hi honey, how are you?
I'm okay.
How's the baby?
Babies.
Uh...how's the baby?
Babies!!
Wha!? We are going to have to buy a bigger car!
Somewhat similar story, but exactly opposite. I had such a strong heartbeat that the docs heard an echo. My mother was planning on twins. She certainly showed like she was carrying twins. When I was born (11+ lbs.), I was too long to fit in a bassinet with all the other newborns. I was the only one in a crib. Less than a day after being born, I was eating cereal as the formula wasn't enough to satiate my appetite.
Jewish, gun owning, Trump supporting, dentist, songwriting, cooking fanatic, bridge player on bbi. And I campaigned for George McGovern and moved from L.I. To Utah
We used to host students that traveled the country and performed with Up With People. We've had kids from many different countries in our home and, for one of the dinners, I would always cook lasagna.
Where my father was working. My mother and father hadn’t yet become US citizens. My father was Italian, which granted citizenship to a newborn based on the mothers nationality. My mother was German, which granted citizenship based on the father’s nationality. So I was a baby without any route to citizenship anywhere.
My father literally went into the Italian embassy carrying me and yelling, threatening to leave me there with them unless they gave me Italian citizenship. It worked.
Jewish, gun owning, Trump supporting, dentist, songwriting, cooking fanatic, bridge player on bbi. And I campaigned for George McGovern and moved from L.I. To Utah
I wasn't born with it and didn't have it when I was a kid. I have no idea when it appeared or what it is but the dermatologist said it's not harmful or anything to worry about, so... I guess I'm just a chosen one... for something.
I think all of the above make me rather unique by today's standards.
I think all of the above make me rather unique by today's standards.
I bet there are a TON of people under the age of 10 that don't have or do any of those things, either! ;>)
Actually, I don't have any tats nor a facebook page either. However, I drink as often as possible.
1. I’ve never tasted alcohol in my life.
hmmm so then drugs are responsible for most of your posts here? lol
Wow... I am the complete opposite..
Broke the following:
fingers 15 times
both wrists
both ankles
nose 6 times
ribs on both sides
not sure how many toes
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Wow... I am the complete opposite..
Broke the following:
fingers 15 times
both wrists
both ankles
nose 6 times
ribs on both sides
not sure how many toes
And your nickname is "Lucky."
Either you get into a lot of fights, or you're one clumsy motherfucker. :)
I do too. It pisses my wife off something fierce when we're at some event where people are golf clapping and I am drowning them out with my clapping.
1. I’ve never tasted alcohol in my life.
Damn what are you using for mixers to mask the taste?
Neither have I. I am 52.
Lots of fun with cats.
1. I’ve never tasted alcohol in my life.
That is wierd. I thought you drunk-posted all the time. ;-)
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A few times.
1. I’ve never tasted alcohol in my life.
That is wierd. I thought you drunk-posted all the time. ;-)
I try to keep my identity secret haha
Sparky Lyle
Brooks Robinson
Willie Stargell
Steve Carlton
And a few others.
So yes, all those people have been in my basement.
I mean, nobody technically "has to"....
colostomy bag?
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I don’t have to wipe after I’m done shitting.
I mean, nobody technically "has to"....
colostomy bag?
Lol no. But I was only joking. How cool would that be though?
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I don’t have to wipe after I’m done shitting.
I mean, nobody technically "has to"....
colostomy bag?
Lol no. But I was only joking. How cool would that be though?
I have a good friend who has one. It's certainly unique, but I'm quite certain he'd say there was nothing enjoyable about the circumstances that lead to him having one.
That is my favorite so far
I just posted that yesterday somewhere else
When my dad came into the room to ask my mom how was she doing and the baby, it went something like this:
Hi honey, how are you?
I'm okay.
How's the baby?
Babies.
Uh...how's the baby?
Babies!!
Wha!? We are going to have to buy a bigger car!
Sparky Lyle
Brooks Robinson
Willie Stargell
Steve Carlton
And a few others.
So yes, all those people have been in my basement.
Willingly?
When my dad came into the room to ask my mom how was she doing and the baby, it went something like this:
Hi honey, how are you?
I'm okay.
How's the baby?
Babies.
Uh...how's the baby?
Babies!!
Wha!? We are going to have to buy a bigger car!
Somewhat similar story, but exactly opposite. I had such a strong heartbeat that the docs heard an echo. My mother was planning on twins. She certainly showed like she was carrying twins. When I was born (11+ lbs.), I was too long to fit in a bassinet with all the other newborns. I was the only one in a crib. Less than a day after being born, I was eating cereal as the formula wasn't enough to satiate my appetite.
What was his name?
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In a Burger King bathroom.
What was his name?
Humpty.
We used to host students that traveled the country and performed with Up With People. We've had kids from many different countries in our home and, for one of the dinners, I would always cook lasagna.
Same. Once the bottle slipped though and ripped open my gums so I don't do it anymore.
My father literally went into the Italian embassy carrying me and yelling, threatening to leave me there with them unless they gave me Italian citizenship. It worked.
Were you the guy who used to tear Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars? - ( New Window )
I'd recommend fish from Kaohsiung harbor then.....