tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441062299340227512.post2492771996016533735..comments2023-06-28T08:28:12.714-07:00Comments on TempletonTales: I KNEW IT!Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17867252356832949105noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441062299340227512.post-44771978201377315422008-05-13T16:25:00.000-07:002008-05-13T16:25:00.000-07:00Oh no, VIOLATORS is a story that must be told in p...Oh no, VIOLATORS is a story that must be told in person. And the audience must have had a visual encounter with this person first, otherwise the pieces just won't fit!discomommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10623568755256116994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441062299340227512.post-51238105284283033772008-05-13T13:47:00.000-07:002008-05-13T13:47:00.000-07:00I love this story. This is a sermon illustrating w...I love this story. This is a sermon illustrating waiting to happen. Maybe even a drama idea. Perfect. Curious, what did the guy say?The Craftypigshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13245406801822092978noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441062299340227512.post-86041961554074494252008-05-12T21:09:00.000-07:002008-05-12T21:09:00.000-07:00When, oh WHEN will people learn that you never ask...When, oh WHEN will people learn that you never ask a woman if she's pregnant! The only acceptable time to ask is if that baby is crowning. And even then - you should still act suprised.Heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11995033207629139160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441062299340227512.post-37719848032149008002008-05-12T20:25:00.000-07:002008-05-12T20:25:00.000-07:00Heidi,Ok, so that's about the rudest thing I've ev...Heidi,Ok, so that's about the rudest thing I've ever heard from a checker...but then again...WHO CARES what a punk, pimply faced kid says!!! Be proud of those big panties! You went through 9 uncomfortable months to be able to wear them!!! Oh yea, I had a checker ask me when my baby was due...when I wasn't pregnant...I told him "in three months". <BR/>And by the way, as you get older, you could care less what others think of your basket...I guess its a gift that comes with age.Staceyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07931540446231688349noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441062299340227512.post-77052446105028819002008-05-12T12:02:00.000-07:002008-05-12T12:02:00.000-07:00funny funny girl--I am laughing out loud with tear...funny funny girl--I am laughing out loud with tears running down my face. Life is so much funnier than fiction!AMankinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18443983310328696813noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441062299340227512.post-9616784769928918532008-05-11T10:00:00.000-07:002008-05-11T10:00:00.000-07:00Gina, I'm not a violator, I'm a violatee! I have ...Gina, I'm not a violator, I'm a violatee! I have been violated, violated!!! <BR/><BR/>sigh...<BR/><BR/>I have to go do my laundry now. I have like threee loads of whites. Those big panties take up a lot of room in the washing machine.Heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11995033207629139160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441062299340227512.post-19235586240772595972008-05-11T08:08:00.000-07:002008-05-11T08:08:00.000-07:00oh Gina...you must explain Violators...although i'...oh Gina...you must explain Violators...although i'm sure it won't be as funny unless you've seen the guy.Kristihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17867252356832949105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441062299340227512.post-6704832669278746982008-05-11T07:32:00.000-07:002008-05-11T07:32:00.000-07:00One more thing...to all you lactaters, oversize p_...One more thing...to all you lactaters, oversize p_ _ _ _ wearers, and caffeine deprived mothers and mothers-to-be, HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!!! I hope the humiliations are worth it!Donhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07216890901377130471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441062299340227512.post-6112576364869508232008-05-11T07:29:00.001-07:002008-05-11T07:29:00.001-07:00I NEVER look in other people's baskets. I feel it...I NEVER look in other people's baskets. I feel it is a violation of privacy. You are all violators...VIOLATORS!!!!!!discomommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10623568755256116994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441062299340227512.post-783627235319345272008-05-11T07:29:00.000-07:002008-05-11T07:29:00.000-07:00Could it be the same cashier? Maybe Ralphs shuffl...Could it be the same cashier? Maybe Ralphs shuffles them around when they misbehave like certain ecclesiastical bodies shuffle certain ecclesiastical "employees."<BR/><BR/>I should shut up and get busy.Donhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07216890901377130471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441062299340227512.post-41500033079400801452008-05-10T22:14:00.000-07:002008-05-10T22:14:00.000-07:00Yeah, unfortunately I'm totally serious. Kurt was...Yeah, unfortunately I'm totally serious. Kurt was with me when it happened - he's the one who kept me from committing man slaughter. It was hard to leave my dignity still intact. Especially since I was buckling under the weight of my box of giant underpants...Heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11995033207629139160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441062299340227512.post-84692925148958595152008-05-10T22:11:00.000-07:002008-05-10T22:11:00.000-07:00Yep. As much as I would like to live in the land o...Yep. As much as I would like to live in the land of denial over this one...they do notice. I guess this makes sense because I'm always sizing up what's in the cart in front of me, so they might as well scrutinize mine.<BR/><BR/>By the way Heidi...that story totally takes the cake. What we go through to reproduce! Stretch marks, sleepless nights and rude comments from cashier.VikingMomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05972548151291231736noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441062299340227512.post-57856352075098305342008-05-10T21:50:00.000-07:002008-05-10T21:50:00.000-07:00Heidi- you can NOT be serious? Someone really sai...Heidi- you can NOT be serious? Someone really said that????? Oh my gosh!!! That is horrible. Maybe he is related to mr "are you lactating?' man.Kristihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17867252356832949105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8441062299340227512.post-33511836076842926142008-05-10T21:44:00.000-07:002008-05-10T21:44:00.000-07:00I so know what you mean about buying personal stuf...I so know what you mean about buying personal stuff.<BR/><BR/>Okay.... so when I was about 7 or 8 months pregnant with Hope, I went to Target to get some maternity "declicates". The only cashier who was open was a teenage boy. Great. So he rings up all my stuff; the last thing left on the counter was the box of unmentionables. He scans them, (they're in a box set), holds up the box and says, <BR/><BR/>"Dude. Those are some big panties."<BR/><BR/>Nice.<BR/><BR/>So yes. They do pay attention to what you buy and they're not always shy about sharing their thoughts. And apparently some of them are not shy about demonstrating the fact that they don't have a filter between their brain and their mouth. Of course my filter was not fully functioning when I responded to his keen observation on the size of my garments, but that's a separate blog post altogether...Heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11995033207629139160noreply@blogger.com