tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19583693.post7014771395796058780..comments2008-04-13T11:09:21.731-07:00Shaken Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02917897064970938887noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19583693.post-4631335935934824512008-04-13T11:09:00.000-07:002008-04-13T11:09:00.000-07:002008-04-13T11:09:00.000-07:00Stinking whore indeed, Starfish!<BR/><BR/>And Stella, that's a good tale to tell. If what makes people love others is their weaknesses (as you claim on your blog), then people are going to ADORE me after that story.Shaken Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02917897064970938887noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19583693.post-61947827827300278912008-04-12T16:25:00.000-07:002008-04-12T16:25:00.000-07:002008-04-12T16:25:00.000-07:00Stick! What a great name for that cane. But you failed to mention how you so elegantly exited down the stairs of his apt. when you broke up. And how he ran after you ... to give you back you CD of Xanadu?!?! xoStella Havenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17950420089028882162noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19583693.post-89265993073369684222008-04-12T05:00:00.000-07:002008-04-12T05:00:00.000-07:002008-04-12T05:00:00.000-07:00I love it when fate kicks somebody in the ass. <BR/><BR/>That happened to me once. My best friend ended up sleeping with this guy I was head over heels for thereby immediately ending our friendship. About a year later another friend calls me to tell me her new office mate is getting married but she's not sure whether to invite this certain person because they used to be friends until she slept with her man. Thinking it an eerily familiar story, she called me - yep it was me. Needless to say I relayed the message to the stinking whore not to bother with the invite.Starfishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03989848317356232631noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19583693.post-22553510425125916062008-04-11T21:03:00.000-07:002008-04-11T21:03:00.000-07:002008-04-11T21:03:00.000-07:00I love that! The world is spying on old Stick. Eventually, he dumped me to date his yoga instructor. Duh, I should have known that would happen!<BR/><BR/>Glad you liked to story, Cindy.Shaken Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02917897064970938887noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19583693.post-30168196602955362272008-04-11T17:27:00.000-07:002008-04-11T17:27:00.000-07:002008-04-11T17:27:00.000-07:00ohmigod what a small world. Great story, I also loved the underwear story.Cindy Nguyenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03009081161243284580noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19583693.post-84375808702781512662008-04-10T22:08:00.000-07:002008-04-10T22:08:00.000-07:002008-04-10T22:08:00.000-07:00That was clearly the world looking out for my dear friend Shaken Mama. Hello. This guy has issues. Let's have the world explain to him that the world is SPYING on him :).Gruppie Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03525483079081389048noreply@blogger.com