www.ditl.org

kostmayer wrote:Cookies are for eating.

Well, the paper slips inside fortune cookies aren't so great to eat.

We just hit page 199... one page from a 200 page thread.

Mark wrote:I'll have enough of the quiet life when I'm dead.

I know what your saying, when people walk past my casket, I don't want the "Oh he looks so peaceful."

I want them to laugh and go "Ya, he partied!"

When I die, I want them to play lots of heavy metal. And have me wearing sunglasses.

I..I,

rock on!

I used to tell people when I was younger that i would;

Live Hard
Die Young
and
Leave a Good Looking Corpse


Now I tell them;

If I knew then what I know know
Get your cholesterol checked.
and
Your hairline will receed to one day.



I GOT OLD!!!!!

Mark wrote:Now I tell them

GET OFF MY DAMN LAWN!!!

I refuse to get old,
I'll be 70 years old, still out on a soccerfield, and i'll laugh as my shoulder fially refuses to go back in after dislocating it again.
(I've dislocated in four times already! )

So sayeth the 16 year old!!!!!

::shrugs::

I'll come visit your grave and tell you again when i'm 50 if you'd like, OLD MAN

Yes sonny, that would be nice. (Little does anyone know that I'll have completed my transformation into a Vampire by then

Only a vampire, Mark? I shall be unto a god by then!

Or senile and thinking I'm a god. Either or.

My mother's ex-boss, the doctor whom had also been our family pediatrician before we moved on to adult doctors, has died of cancer. Her limbo job status is now firmly established. She'll try to pull a few more shifts at the hospital while she determines whether another doctor will take over the practice.

that sucks.

Aye, sorry to hear that.