tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post1786993283758497164..comments2023-10-29T08:21:57.670-05:00Comments on Whiskeymarie: May the shame monkey visit your home often.Whiskeymariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16680444919622976790noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-30373764439888862292007-10-16T21:48:40.165-05:002007-10-16T21:48:40.165-05:00Miss Kate - I had the SAME car. We called it the F...Miss Kate - I had the SAME car. We called it the Fred Flintstone Mobile. It was a green, 4 door, 1972 Dodge Dart. I bought it for $500, never changed the oil once, and sold it for $500. Man, I loved that car.<br><br>I had the same violent alcoholic holiday melee call the cops oops Mom is bleeding kid's crying dog barking childhood. It wasn't a holiday until the police arrived...good times, good times. No wonder I have two dogs, no kids.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-39577534763230881572007-10-15T09:06:11.724-05:002007-10-15T09:06:11.724-05:00Perfect post for the day I went jeans shopping... ...Perfect post for the day I went jeans shopping... I purchased 4 pairs of 'St. John's Bay aka JC Penny's aka WTF are those jeans'... Remembering back way back when to my formative years when EVERYONE wore Ditto's brand I wore Sears Toughskins... Oh, the humiliation... Today however, I'm a stronger person because of it... Well, at least that's what I told 'em over at the AA meeting.<br><br>P.S. Seriously wanna have a dance party at your house someday.EmBeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11724526923343865256noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-80024561029936471422007-10-14T17:24:47.260-05:002007-10-14T17:24:47.260-05:00I am so late on this comment, but holy hell, did w...I am so late on this comment, but holy hell, did we grow up in the same family? For example, a teenage Miss Kate decided that she wanted to throw a post-football game party (with parental supervision) for her fellow cheerleaders and football players. Miss Kate's dad decided that a bonfire would be a perfect time to burn the scrap wood that he had scavenged from tearing down a quail pen (long story, SERIOUSLY). So Miss Kate's bonfire was filled with airborne buring quail poop.<br><br>NICE.<br><br>My sister could relate even more, as her car was a 1970 Dodge Dart with a missing passenger floor. FLOOR. Just a rusted out spot and dirt clouds.<br><br>But my sister survived and we have celebrated our weirdness by listening to her ON-J greatest hits album every time we are together. ESPECIALLY Xanadu.Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05777830343729311279noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-52981760677330143122007-10-13T23:52:04.446-05:002007-10-13T23:52:04.446-05:00Kids In America, thanks for reminding me; I *love*...Kids In America, thanks for reminding me; I *love* that song not to mention Kim Wilde. ;)<br><br>Nice choices.<br><br>CheersNocturnalhttp://www.nocturnaltendencies.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-65548390673686805732007-10-12T14:20:19.326-05:002007-10-12T14:20:19.326-05:00I loved the Scrubs episode where they kept running...I loved the Scrubs episode where they kept running into Young MC (maybe it was a fake? I don't remember) and all he'd say is, "Bust A Move!"<br><br>Yeah, I have pictoral evidence that I had one of those really groovy shirts from K-mapart that LOOKS like it has a vest, but SURPRISE! It's just sewn on to the shirt! And only in the front!<br><br>It won't let me go to the video (stupid work) but judging from the comments, it's SexyBack. I admit to loving that song, too. There are times when lyrics don't mean much because the music is so awesomely awesome. This is one of those times.Butrfly Gardenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10284837155321500602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-7448414856102253022007-10-12T14:13:56.220-05:002007-10-12T14:13:56.220-05:00When I was in 5th grade I was getting my boobies, ...When I was in 5th grade I was getting my boobies, but not wearing a bra yet and had one of those shirts that ties together the front and back of a tank top and have no idea how long it had been that way but looked down (cause I was invariable doing sportish things then) and one shoulder's straps were untied and my whole breast exposed. I thought I was going to die or, actually, died a little then. <br><br>Giving birth in front of a team of midwives in training and the guy that lived down the road years later, nothing compared. That's what those experiences did to to my adult shame, made it seem ridiculous.<br><br>Oh, and I have a major crush on Salt-n-Peppa's "Push It".Freida Bee, MDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11489663202315694313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-54932524095064633062007-10-12T10:17:17.775-05:002007-10-12T10:17:17.775-05:00Well, I still love you, but it was close there for...Well, I still love you, but it was close there for a moment. ;)<br><br>I'm soooo glad that I made it out of the "Oh my god I have to look just like everyone else" phase of my life. If only someone could tell our miserable prepubescent selves that someday we'll be happy to have our very own sense of style! But we'd never have listened.lizgwizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10907508137794025189noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-91041883777857324162007-10-12T08:45:05.347-05:002007-10-12T08:45:05.347-05:00I'm more embarrassed to admit that that's ...I'm more embarrassed to admit that that's the first time I've heard that song. (I'm well aware of the title and the phenomenon, but I just somehow never managed to catch an actual clip of it.)Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10128238432671375399noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-27869097570688652712007-10-12T06:40:39.109-05:002007-10-12T06:40:39.109-05:00OMG...I think I love you even more for all of thos...OMG...I think I love you even more for all of those confessions but that last one. That last one though? Didn't make me love you any less. I'll overlook it. I might even tap my foot a bit if I hear it...but you'll never catch me admitting that I like that one. Never. I will never admit it. I will however confess this. I grew up in EXACTLY the same environment you did. In fact...you described my handknit leg warmers to a T! The thing is...I am still mortally embarrassed by every little thing, though I am getting a bit better about it with my old age creeping in the way it is...<br>and Air Supply..yeah...singing right along with you girlfriend! <br>oh and the getting drunk and wearing inappropriate clothing..I don't do that. I don't own any inappropriate clothing..I'm too embarrased to by it, and thats just sad don't ya think? <br>StacieNature Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16725115146167877981noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-11793272878587618672007-10-11T23:41:30.874-05:002007-10-11T23:41:30.874-05:00momma-trust me, anything in Japanese would be bett...momma-trust me, anything in Japanese would be better than JT's lyrics. Seriously. And I think all bloggers had a version of the same childhood. It's why we all get along. ;)<br><br>3carn- The only pair of "expensive" jeans I ever got were a pair of floral Gasoline brand jeans. I felt so bad, because I knew how much they cost, that I wore them all the time, even though I didn't like them. Boys liked my booty in them though, so it all worked out in the end. <br><br>TG- 3+6 X7 +29 x 1.5% = ? <br><br>GD- I love Annie Lennox- so cool. <br><br>NPW- I never had the Cavariccis. I had Bonnaduccis instead. Is that the same? <br><br>Feisty- I sense you share the love for the Young MC. You want it, you got it...<br><br>Abbs- I know, that's why I felt safe unveiling my shameful love. I know you feel my pain. I like that "what goes around", or whatever, song too. A lot. I am unclean...<br><br>Monkey- You are my long lost monkey brother. How sad for you.<br><br>BBMG- Yes, you can. Start building a tolerance for Whiskey and Vodka now. And, I like my jeans reeeeaaaalll tight- hope you do too...<br><br>Suze- I believe 50 cent and Air Supply released a single. It's called "I'm all outa bullets for my bitches." <br>Check it out sometime. <br><br>Subservient- I think the word here is "mothertruckers". <br>Yes, mothertruckers. <br><br>SecretMom- I wish I knew what song that was too! I'll be looking for it tonight, unless I get too tired from the whiskey...<br><br>Twisted- this is why you are my sister. Seriously. We were separated in the 70's sometime. You were taken for subversive "family" experiments, I was taken for subversive "Cheerios" experiments. It all worked out in the end though, didn't it? <br>XOWhiskeymariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16680444919622976790noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-37855926242230802862007-10-11T20:56:23.606-05:002007-10-11T20:56:23.606-05:00Since everyone is fessing up, I'll cop to the ...Since everyone is fessing up, I'll cop to the fact that I was into All Out of Love. I also had the leg warmers. Mine were golden brown and I wore them proudly to death. When I was in high school, Levi cords were the thing. We were too poor so I had to save all my babysitting money to buy my own or settle for the nasty shit my mom brought home from Mammoth Mart. She had the worst taste in clothing too. For St. Patties Day she bought me this hideous lime green, polyester dress that had an ugly lacy collar with a matching green belt with rhinestones in the shape of a clover. I cried and refused to wear it. And seriously, she couldn't understand why I didn't like the dress. I made her promise never to pick out my clothes ever again.TwistedNoodlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15580213872293358268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-73862299657159484542007-10-11T20:53:19.429-05:002007-10-11T20:53:19.429-05:00love this post! and seriously, as someone who has ...love this post! and seriously, as someone who has just recently come out from under a big old country rock, i have to say that JT does it for me too! In that one song (see I'm so unhip I don't even kwow the title) about "she's freaky and a I like it" I love, love, love when he says, "hot Damn." If I still had a record player, I would just keep moving the needle back over and over so I could hear that.JRE Writeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07552065603107123402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-16448389274822804262007-10-11T20:47:08.269-05:002007-10-11T20:47:08.269-05:00Maybe you can answer this burning question I'v...Maybe you can answer this burning question I've had for a while.<br><br>Who exactly is it that "don't know how to act?"<br><br>I can't understand the words.Wide Lawnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00709122293174246759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-41962327501900401622007-10-11T19:33:43.209-05:002007-10-11T19:33:43.209-05:00Oh I love me some Air Supply. I'll never be &...Oh I love me some Air Supply. I'll never be "all out of love" for you WM. I too sing it loud and sing it proud. <br><br>My other love song is:<br><br>Go, shorty it's your birthday. <br>We gonna party like it's your birthday. We gonna sip Bacardi like it's your birthday. <br>And you know we don't give a f*?@ cus it's your birthday...<br><br>Great 50 cent and Air Supply in one post. I'm pathetic.Suzehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08679439923419645721noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-5453738768972325022007-10-11T18:32:35.386-05:002007-10-11T18:32:35.386-05:00Can I be you for a year? And, is fear of looking ...Can I be you for a year? And, is fear of looking stupid pretty much the same as embarrassment?BigBottomMcGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01271809418377147830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-46295926498916484642007-10-11T17:30:39.799-05:002007-10-11T17:30:39.799-05:00Wow, you had the female version of my adolesence. ...Wow, you had the female version of my adolesence. If someone was not bleeding, crying, knifed, shot,or dead drunk by sundown on every holiday or family reunion then something was horribly wrong.Dr. Monkey Von Monkersteinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14370062692837972451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-52399051839386464602007-10-11T17:15:50.345-05:002007-10-11T17:15:50.345-05:00My Song Of Shame is J.T.'s "What Goes Aro...My Song Of Shame is J.T.'s "What Goes Around."<br><br>Jeebus, I cannot get enough. What is wrong with me???abbersnailhttp://brightyellowworld.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-18720134713157500922007-10-11T16:18:47.144-05:002007-10-11T16:18:47.144-05:00She's dressed in yellow, she says 'Hello,C...She's dressed in yellow, <br>she says 'Hello,Come sit next to me you fine fellow'<br>You run over there without a second to loose, and what comes next, <br>hey bust a move"<br><br>ahahhhh ooooh. <br><br>thanks for the laugh- i promise not to tease you!feistyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00546263838525086191noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-75541811269530311652007-10-11T15:45:45.655-05:002007-10-11T15:45:45.655-05:00There is no shame in loving the JT. And the best d...There is no shame in loving the JT. And the best day of junior high was wearing the one pair of Z. Cavariccis that my Mom bought me for my birthday one year. <br><br>LAME! And yet, I still remember feeling proud, like I accomplished something by wearing them.nancypearlwannabenancypearlwannabe.com/blognoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-72827192957981680092007-10-11T14:56:52.932-05:002007-10-11T14:56:52.932-05:00a very nice selection of songs..... i liked them v...a very nice selection of songs..... i liked them very much. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HRrDZTqdRJQ" rel="nofollow">no one ever speaks about the monsters</a>Ghost Dansinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15216056025402469120noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-30796112969647024492007-10-11T14:31:24.039-05:002007-10-11T14:31:24.039-05:00I stopped reading close to the top. I was told th...I stopped reading close to the top. I was told there'd be no math with this blog-reading business.Grettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09144169680823342189noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-33712951901954185902007-10-11T14:03:55.970-05:002007-10-11T14:03:55.970-05:00Jeans? The only jeans I remember in junior high we...Jeans? The only jeans I remember in junior high were pink with flowers and solid green. Lest you wonder, no, those were not the fashion. Who would have thought that not fitting in during our teenage years would serve us so well later in life. I bet the cool kids are now socially awkward, self conscious and still spending way too much on clothes. Get over it cool girls. :)3carnationshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15942247215569463561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-25017727804009889122007-10-11T13:59:43.565-05:002007-10-11T13:59:43.565-05:00woops! I thought these were two seperate posts.Mi...woops! I thought these were two seperate posts.<br><br>Minus the shooting, family gatherings and being mortaly wounded by all peers we had the same childhood.MommasWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06485437827291277780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-23059312641216524972007-10-11T13:51:12.739-05:002007-10-11T13:51:12.739-05:00I have to admit to knowning all of those songs. T...I have to admit to knowning all of those songs. The JT song...well, I didn't know about that one until my 8 yr old started singing it! She heard it enough on the school bus to learn all the words. <br><br>I am teaching her some pop Japanese songs. When her teachers hear her singing these from time to time at least they wont give me dirty looks. Why? Because they wont know what the heck she is singing.MommasWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06485437827291277780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4916811230646970708.post-72632069482127737292007-10-11T13:00:29.438-05:002007-10-11T13:00:29.438-05:00Other WM- I know about the Sexyback thing! It'...Other WM- I know about the Sexyback thing! It's that much more embarrassing that I hear it while I'm shopping at the Mall of America, buying groceries, eating at Chuck E. Cheese...<br>I try to hate it, but it just loves me so darn much.Whiskeymariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16680444919622976790noreply@blogger.com