tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991489.post112782652535314916..comments2023-10-31T12:40:15.553-04:00Comments on Elephant Larry's Group Blog: GasfaceElephant Larryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03830098927212184755noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991489.post-1127849987467076962005-09-27T15:39:00.000-04:002005-09-27T15:39:00.000-04:00No, Alex. It's not you. Geoff. It is you. Brian, I...No, Alex. It's not you. Geoff. It is you. Brian, I love you. Please write home. We're worried about you here.Stefanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09548758450425490229noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991489.post-1127837465234567102005-09-27T12:11:00.000-04:002005-09-27T12:11:00.000-04:00Is it me?Is it me?Alexhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07307110926073644298noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991489.post-1127837426165322492005-09-27T12:10:00.000-04:002005-09-27T12:10:00.000-04:00Teehee.Looks like somebody is good at reading comp...Teehee.<BR/><BR/>Looks like somebody is good at reading comprehension.Stefanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09548758450425490229noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991489.post-1127837338133766412005-09-27T12:08:00.000-04:002005-09-27T12:08:00.000-04:00Stefan is dating Biz?Stefan is dating Biz?Geoffreyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12131856003119001203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991489.post-1127834771662299272005-09-27T11:26:00.000-04:002005-09-27T11:26:00.000-04:00marni forgot to mention that the firemen were actu...marni forgot to mention that the firemen were actually strippers and that we staged the whole situation for more drama. it was awesome.maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03952824949375096442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8991489.post-1127831068424751622005-09-27T10:24:00.000-04:002005-09-27T10:24:00.000-04:00prepare yourself, this is going to be one long-ass...prepare yourself, this is going to be one long-assed comment.<BR/><BR/>my ex-roommate (i have upgraded) and i decided to have a no boys allowed knitting party. this made total sense at the time. <BR/>it was winter, so i spent all day baking and mulling cider. we all sat down on my most comfy of couches and were having a fabulous time...when...our carbon monoxide detector went off. the thing had been installed about a month before the party, and no one ever explained to us what you DO when it starts beeping. so we ignored it, fanned the fumes away, and continued knitting. until it went off again, and a third time. i called 311 to find out what i should do. there was a WHOLE lot of nervous giggling coming from the living room. <BR/>311 immediately connected me to the fire department, and not 1 minute later we heard sirens screaming down the street. <BR/>two huge firemen in full on gas-conquering regalia show up at my door, and i don't know what they were expecting, but it certainly wasn't six girls giggling and offering them cookies.<BR/>after several tests, and four more firemen (i think the original two wanted proof that they weren't lying) i was told that the CO level in my apartment was below normal, and the only thing for us to do was to (scientifically) hold the detector out the window and shake it.<BR/>upon leaving, one of the fire fighters turned back to the living room and asked "are you ladies having a party? some sort of KNITTING party?"<BR/><BR/>and they wouldn't eat any of my baked goods for fear of what sort of drugs might be in them.<BR/><BR/>sorry for the length of this post. i warned you.miss.marnihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06955745171972762571noreply@blogger.com