tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050282.post6137768612357460539..comments2024-02-09T10:55:50.410-06:00Comments on Jess Riley Writes: Give Thanks for MortificationJess Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06987689969282168406noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050282.post-27917141029157105252007-12-02T00:39:00.000-06:002007-12-02T00:39:00.000-06:00I talked to Swishy the other night and she told me...I talked to Swishy the other night and she told me all about your crazy night out! She did mention that she was a little preoccupied with the "so called" law student though. <BR/>That is a crazy story. I am dreading when my daughter becomes a teenager. I just remember all the stupid stuff I did at that age.XYZinnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03600606592845647558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050282.post-19635767409934215032007-11-27T12:09:00.000-06:002007-11-27T12:09:00.000-06:00Funny stuff. If it is any consolation I so expecte...Funny stuff. If it is any consolation I so expected the stpory behind blow drying your underwear to be worse.Travis Erwinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09420879160702098979noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050282.post-73555025221114564882007-11-26T14:36:00.000-06:002007-11-26T14:36:00.000-06:00Bwahahaha!!!! That is hilarious! Love your logic...Bwahahaha!!!! That is hilarious! Love your logic.Shellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10252114894311470243noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050282.post-19672156345890277382007-11-26T10:07:00.000-06:002007-11-26T10:07:00.000-06:00It's amazing what you think you can pull off when ...It's amazing what you think you can pull off when you're 16! "Hey," you think, "maybe mom & dad won't notice the blow dryer noise or the car outside or the floorboards squeaking. If I don't want them to hear, they can't hear, right???"<BR/><BR/>I think you and I would have gotten along just fine in our teen years (although our friendship would have been stunted by the fact that one or both of us would be grounded most of the time).Trish Ryanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18038324441006141430noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050282.post-6508577451979406952007-11-25T15:29:00.000-06:002007-11-25T15:29:00.000-06:00My dad still enjoys telling the story about my (in...My dad still enjoys telling the story about my (in college) having been asked by a waiter if I'd like a cocktail before dinner and I replied that I would enjoy a Moosehead. Um....you know...beer. Of course, I knew that beer was not a cocktail, but I figured what he was really asking was if I cared for a shot of booze before dinner and seeing as the answer was a resounding "yes" I thought that I wasn't necessarily limited to something snooty served in a fragile glass. Oh...the humiliation of parents who can't get enough mileage out of our youthful stupidity.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050282.post-58125554485044508012007-11-24T21:53:00.000-06:002007-11-24T21:53:00.000-06:00The weird thing is, now that I'm a mom I find some...The weird thing is, now that I'm a mom I find some comfort in the fact that you can still be 30-ahem and your parents can still embarrass you with tales of youthful indiscretions.<BR/><BR/>Happy turkey day, Jess.Mom101https://www.blogger.com/profile/15468524489744839899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050282.post-90977966274009385342007-11-24T11:45:00.000-06:002007-11-24T11:45:00.000-06:00Uh, Earth to Jeff, sorry, gotta chime in here--she...Uh, Earth to Jeff, sorry, gotta chime in here--she'll BUY HER OWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!MaNiC MoMMy™https://www.blogger.com/profile/14038801888210803955noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050282.post-25354192902755359992007-11-23T20:47:00.000-06:002007-11-23T20:47:00.000-06:00So you're saying that if we never buy our daughter...So you're saying that if we never buy our daughter cute underwear she'll never try to sneak out at night to see boys?!! <BR/><BR/>YES! You're a savior Jess, thank you!Jeff and Charli Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13868852480996815442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050282.post-69897466753181704532007-11-23T20:34:00.000-06:002007-11-23T20:34:00.000-06:00So flippin' funny. Definitely more entertaining th...So flippin' funny. Definitely more entertaining than the dinner conversation at our holiday table--which was mostly about rampant sinus infections and my current bout with pneumonia. Good times.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050282.post-31925366780403756282007-11-22T10:45:00.000-06:002007-11-22T10:45:00.000-06:00I hope that in the intervening years since you wer...I hope that in the intervening years since you were 16 you've acquired more cute underwear so that you never have to bow dry your underwear again.<BR/><BR/>I did my share of sneaking out, but I made sure to be properly underweared beforehand.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050282.post-61828461790014656682007-11-21T21:46:00.000-06:002007-11-21T21:46:00.000-06:00You are a wild woman! Hilarious story.You are a wild woman! Hilarious story.Heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08903593840515283971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050282.post-64927057472005121872007-11-21T20:48:00.000-06:002007-11-21T20:48:00.000-06:00Oh, man. Family. Gotta love em because you can't s...Oh, man. Family. Gotta love em because you can't shoot them.<BR/><BR/>One T-day, my older sis said "What was the name of that BF that dad really hated?" I started naming names. No, no, no. <BR/><BR/>I had gone through about 20 names before i got to the guy that my sis was talking about. By then my nieces and nephews were looking at me like "God, what a slut!" Good times. Way to go, sis.SUEB0Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16301963922769609715noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050282.post-62426905209226616652007-11-21T19:21:00.000-06:002007-11-21T19:21:00.000-06:00You know, I did many bad, bad things as a teenager...You know, I did many bad, bad things as a teenager but I never snuck out even once - I missed out!Beckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13953517447164263617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050282.post-87634415822836177282007-11-21T15:10:00.000-06:002007-11-21T15:10:00.000-06:00Whoa - you were a precocious thing! How nice that...Whoa - you were a precocious thing! How nice that it was brought out as dinner conversation in front of people you barely know.<BR/><BR/>Yep, nice.tiffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01351692108818152561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050282.post-32935151789768789812007-11-21T13:06:00.000-06:002007-11-21T13:06:00.000-06:00Absolutely hilarious!Absolutely hilarious!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09654221659666974164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050282.post-61223612002149586762007-11-21T11:17:00.000-06:002007-11-21T11:17:00.000-06:00Oh, goodness. And here I thought I was the only o...Oh, goodness. And here I thought I was the only one who blow dried her panties so she could sneak off in the middle of the night with her boyfriend during an ice storm! ;-)Shesawriterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14904247751806210823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050282.post-26654110085740523642007-11-21T10:50:00.000-06:002007-11-21T10:50:00.000-06:00Ha! That's funny stuff. I now have a daughter wh...Ha! That's funny stuff. I now have a daughter who is entering into her rebellious and sneaky years, and I can totally picture her doing something similar. God help me.Monnikhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13998729112903749621noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050282.post-32695872487697815312007-11-20T23:40:00.000-06:002007-11-20T23:40:00.000-06:00I take it you didn't want to go out in damp pantie...I take it you didn't want to go out in damp panties? I am afraid to go out with all of you- I fear what stories may be told.Eileenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07967828178034612278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050282.post-78943054719024781922007-11-20T22:58:00.000-06:002007-11-20T22:58:00.000-06:00No offense to you Jess, cuz you know I love you, a...No offense to you Jess, cuz you know I love you, and I am sooo glad you made it home alive, and to your brother's birthday celebration on Sunday, but come on... there were MUCH, MUCH, MUCH BETTER stories told and shared and traded on SATURDAY night... yet, I understand you are a soon-to-be famous published author, and these harrowing troubling stories should not be shared on this particular blog. I understand that, and I accept that.<BR/><BR/>One thing I do have to say though, is... WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU JUST GO SANS UNDIES?!?!?!?!?!!?<BR/><BR/>: )MaNiC MoMMy™https://www.blogger.com/profile/14038801888210803955noreply@blogger.com