tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34298967.post5564837878763973746..comments2023-11-05T05:48:34.920-06:00Comments on LizLand: Everyone's doing it...lizgwizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10907508137794025189noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34298967.post-59566624602744132492007-03-09T08:44:00.000-06:002007-03-09T08:44:00.000-06:00dcmm, sometimes you've just got to know when to fo...dcmm, sometimes you've just got to know when to fold 'em, so to speak. ;)lizgwizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10907508137794025189noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34298967.post-21533418174774324702007-03-08T20:17:00.000-06:002007-03-08T20:17:00.000-06:00I'm so not doing a list. "Have some self-respect, ...I'm so not doing a list. <BR/><BR/>"Have some self-respect, dude." You left in the middle. That is hilarious.don't call me MA'AMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11439448178708339536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34298967.post-8611822308653792062007-03-08T08:47:00.000-06:002007-03-08T08:47:00.000-06:00gg, I never thought about him trying to prove his ...gg, I never thought about him trying to prove his manhood with another round--that's probably true. Didn't happen, though. Now, maybe if he'd been a CHOCOLATE dealer instead. Hee.<BR/><BR/>metalia, yeah, sometimes you just have to go for it. So I did, even though there were all kinds of reasons not to (we were technically co-workers, he had a drinking problem, blah blah blah)--and I've never regretted it. I've regretted plenty of the others on the list, but not that one!lizgwizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10907508137794025189noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34298967.post-44794218999068385212007-03-07T19:29:00.000-06:002007-03-07T19:29:00.000-06:00OMG, the ballet dancer story...I am dying. This li...OMG, the ballet dancer story...I am dying. This list was AMAZING. <BR/><BR/>Well done, my friend.metaliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05958630197442941466noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34298967.post-23023227752409364862007-03-07T15:53:00.000-06:002007-03-07T15:53:00.000-06:00Hee! These were excellent! I particularly like t...Hee! These were excellent! I particularly like the story of you stopping in the middle - I actually have a similar story (which I didn't include b/c it didn't involve full-on s-e-x) - and my theory is that the guy wanted to prove to himself that it was just an off-night for him. Hilarious, Liz.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34298967.post-70479382724297463042007-03-07T11:42:00.000-06:002007-03-07T11:42:00.000-06:00George, I'll keep my eye out for that postcard. ;...George, I'll keep my eye out for that postcard. ;)<BR/><BR/>stef, "squandered" might be too strong a word. But definitely, the 20s are the time for that sort of activity. After that, it just gets increasingly...undignified, I think. Like drinking until you puke. Hee.<BR/><BR/>stinky, memories indeed.lizgwizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10907508137794025189noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34298967.post-7159758996915784462007-03-07T10:35:00.000-06:002007-03-07T10:35:00.000-06:00Reads like some good and not so good times! ahh t...Reads like some good and not so good times! ahh the memories!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02606462869537785485noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34298967.post-53554241197514921002007-03-07T10:00:00.000-06:002007-03-07T10:00:00.000-06:00You know, I read stuff like this, and I am suddenl...You know, I read stuff like this, and I am suddenly very aware that I totally squandered my 20s. So sad.Stefaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10128238432671375399noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34298967.post-88909885836132204872007-03-06T22:32:00.000-06:002007-03-06T22:32:00.000-06:00don't worry, you won't be getting any list stories...don't worry, you won't be getting any list stories from me over the internet. i save those all for in person times, so i can use hand gestures and props to illustrate the stories better. however, if you're lucky you might get a postcard in the mail with a number on it... so you won't feel so slutty.georgeioushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11336598523411041120noreply@blogger.com