tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post3414623099636073092..comments2024-01-09T13:55:46.379-05:00Comments on 15 Minute Lunch: Free Chair.Johnny Virgilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07914217086250206369noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post-59694419471641756792011-08-02T19:39:45.763-04:002011-08-02T19:39:45.763-04:00My sisters in laws lived in a pretty nice neighbor...My sisters in laws lived in a pretty nice neighborhood. When they needed to get rid of something they put it out front with a reasonable price tag on it. It was usually stolen within a few hours.<br /><br />For whatever reason if it is free it is worthless, but if it has a price it is worth stealing. On the rare occasion someone offered to pay they just gave it to them.<br /><br />RogerAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post-16505248015943633212011-08-02T14:22:03.879-04:002011-08-02T14:22:03.879-04:00You should put a price tag on it. It'll be go...You should put a price tag on it. It'll be gone in an hour.YourFireAnthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03428838843235292696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post-15347825072128462882011-08-02T13:44:02.553-04:002011-08-02T13:44:02.553-04:00My dad tells the story that the best sign he ever ...My dad tells the story that the best sign he ever saw on the side of the road was next to some old windows. It said "Free or best offer."Teresahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18393686092471682907noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post-27172792464392595572011-08-02T11:23:19.592-04:002011-08-02T11:23:19.592-04:00My favourite sign on a pile of stuff at the end of...My favourite sign on a pile of stuff at the end of a drive-way someone was hoping some suckers would take away was "FREE SHIT".<br /><br />Yep, that would inspire me to look through the pile of crap... not! I think they desperately needed your literary expertise.<br /><br />Re: finger - While I am sorry you are in pain (and horribly disfigured for life!), I look forward to the story. Well, at least, your telling of the story. Blood and guts, not so much...kristinanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post-44922493775525224182011-08-02T10:50:48.277-04:002011-08-02T10:50:48.277-04:00If the ER wasn't able to save your fingertip t...If the ER wasn't able to save your fingertip there is some new stuff called 'Matristem' that you can use to actually GROW IT BACK! Go check it out.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post-79601606309489396202011-08-01T11:53:40.685-04:002011-08-01T11:53:40.685-04:00I fear that missing a part of your finger may nega...I fear that missing a part of your finger may negatively impact your blog... Hopefully the Vicoden will positively influence the blog! Get well soon Johnny! Be more careful you! One more thing, Dud-A-Chum, Did-A-Chick, Dod-A-Chock!BLobhttp://www.google.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post-82271914940383604382011-08-01T04:04:08.573-04:002011-08-01T04:04:08.573-04:00I once cut off the end of my thumb with a meat sli...I once cut off the end of my thumb with a meat slicer. Hope your story's as good.Blair Iveyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03428917942590969429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post-71253560268785854222011-07-31T16:51:07.773-04:002011-07-31T16:51:07.773-04:00I wish you had helped us market our last home. Ma...I wish you had helped us market our last home. Maybe I wouldn't have had to shell out 30,000 fucking dollars at closing.Michael from dadcation.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09961356620989366475noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post-34726171857469387692011-07-30T13:37:41.509-04:002011-07-30T13:37:41.509-04:00Put it in your truck, take it to the salvation arm...Put it in your truck, take it to the salvation army. Get a receipt and claim $75 off your taxes.Kabakahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07422283018557633465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post-10314159917227256942011-07-30T13:35:32.603-04:002011-07-30T13:35:32.603-04:00I would go to a yard sale hosted by someone named ...I would go to a yard sale hosted by someone named "Crazy Mike" in a heartbeat! I just hope he doesn't have jars of body parts for sale.Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17515601646237120374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post-6209104015419647532011-07-30T11:46:09.722-04:002011-07-30T11:46:09.722-04:00I like your marketing. There were a bunch of signs...I like your marketing. There were a bunch of signs for garage and yard sales in my neighborhood last weekend...same old, same old...except for one that was designated as "Crazy Mike's Yard Sale." I don't usually go to yard sales, but I almost went to this one just to see Crazy Mike.Brutalismhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07659884369597107148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post-91458517715176004162011-07-30T00:52:51.718-04:002011-07-30T00:52:51.718-04:00Holy Cleaver, Batman, no! That's certainly go...Holy Cleaver, Batman, no! That's certainly going to put a limp in your typing gait. Very sorry to hear this. Maybe you should offer to review the new model of Cuisinart food processors, so you can get one for free and be done with the kitchen grunt work forever?Pattyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16745889026665681137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post-16784610251852852422011-07-30T00:18:13.582-04:002011-07-30T00:18:13.582-04:00i know i'm getting closer to the cabin when i ...i know i'm getting closer to the cabin when i start to notice sofas on the porches of all the farmhouses... that chair looks a lot like the one my upstairs neighbor guys tossed off their balcony one day back in college. i think someone barfed on it, and instead of cleaning it up they threw it out. literally. sometimes i miss those guys...mariannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03953101917558794175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post-56882137126101150692011-07-29T21:46:47.859-04:002011-07-29T21:46:47.859-04:00By the way, sorry to hear about your finger. Almo...By the way, sorry to hear about your finger. Almost equally sorry to hear about Pixie's hillbilly husband.Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17515601646237120374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post-85721118875667946562011-07-29T20:37:16.488-04:002011-07-29T20:37:16.488-04:00"Professionally removed"? What does one..."Professionally removed"? What does one do to become a professional fart remover? Is there a school?Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17515601646237120374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post-49890454714024306782011-07-29T18:05:01.018-04:002011-07-29T18:05:01.018-04:00@Rick - NFW, that is bizarre!
JV, can't wait ...@Rick - NFW, that is bizarre!<br /><br />JV, can't wait to hear this one. Get a prosthetic finger, for God's sake, and tell us the story. <br /><br />(Seriously, OW, and I'm very sorry. I hope it's going to be okay!)RiderWriterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05679157278313699794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post-16348262170718439822011-07-29T17:11:04.437-04:002011-07-29T17:11:04.437-04:00Ouch...been there done that, got the f**ked up loo...Ouch...been there done that, got the f**ked up looking fingernail...I was going to comment on your last blog but the verification word was peniss, and that was just too weird.Rick Thomsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15905849865193996698noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post-57467739865418629562011-07-29T16:52:21.153-04:002011-07-29T16:52:21.153-04:00PS... Sorry to hear about the finger!PS... Sorry to hear about the finger!Pixiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18030747392409865204noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post-61949101559796425662011-07-29T16:52:01.794-04:002011-07-29T16:52:01.794-04:00My husband would have that chair in the back of hi...My husband would have that chair in the back of his truck and on my porch in about two seconds. :) We are not hillbillies, but he has done it in the past. We finally got rid of our "porch chair" and I made him promise he would never do that again. However, every time we drive by a chair or couch on the side of the road he still tries to talk me into it... Geez. Maybe I did marry a hillbilly! lolPixiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18030747392409865204noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10155420.post-72133460918121731792011-07-29T16:36:52.465-04:002011-07-29T16:36:52.465-04:00Jeez Johnny...what were you thinking? Don't y...Jeez Johnny...what were you thinking? Don't you know people count on you to type your witty blog and entertain them???<br /><br />Hope your finger feels better soon.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com