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Yes, I know have a weapon and bargaining chip that cannot be denied of its awesome power: The ability to use the phrase, "I have T-shirts older than you!".
I suppose this helps clarify the fact that my crusty old age of 33, and these 10-year old t-shirts can somehow prove the wisdom I have collected throughout life. As long as the subject of my wrath is 9 or younger. Don't worry though, I won't be throwing these t-shirts out any time soon. They mean too much to me now.
Also, to the responders of my previous thread: Thank You.
I was a bit out of sorts and was very very upset. But I have come to terms with the curves that life has thrown at me and found ways to straighten them out again. But I just wanted to thank all of you for a place to gripe and groan, but also wanted to apologize for being a troll.
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I have a stuffed animal that's 25, but I'm thinking that telling someone that won't have the same effect.
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Alucard, so nice to see you back. I'm glad you are feeling better. And just so I sound a little less like a clone of the Lovely Liz, I will also sing you a bit of a song:
quote:By the rivers dark I wandered on. I lived my life In Babylon.
And I did forget My holy song: And I had no strength In Babylon.
It was Leonard Cohen's contribution to The Passion of the Christ, though it was written and recorded several years ago.
I've been a little crazy lately, too. Here's to leaving Babylon behind us.
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Ok Ok, but do not expect me to admit this in public, but I still have my stuffed animals from when I was a kid. I am 33, so that makes Snorky 29. Mr sock is a bit younger at 30.
This is a relief to my wife I am sure, but I do not own any underwear that are 10 years old, however, I have a pair of AWESOME workboots that I still wear from 10th grade. That makes them 17 years old. I also own Michael Jackson's leather jackets from Thriller and Beat It . However, of course, these are not originals, but merely replicas.
BUT, let it be known that I make all my son's friends painfully aware that I have "underwear" (meaning my t-shirts) older then them.
Liz, thank you so much. I thought of you when I came on today and your previous concern over my snarkiness that day. I was ready to give it all up and become a monk somewhere in the Swiss Alps, if there are any monastaries left, that is.
Sara, I too have been tearing down walls and building new ones. I did not have the forethought to make any towers though. However, in retrospect, that sounds like a good idea of something I should have done. But I too will take up a flag in hand and celebrate the new Sara. And for the record, I talked to my mom, I talked to my dad. And then I talked to Hatrack.
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Dude, Jess. My first memory of music is listening to "Beat It" on the radio during my naptime.
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When I was twenty-four, Flipper, my stuffed animal and confidant of my youth, was inadvertanlty thrown away by a mean person during a move. I guess they thought he was an old rag.
I stood in the middle of the empty apartment and cried for about ten minutes straight while my husband held me.
Never underestimate the power of an inanimate object.
I can still close my eyes and feel how he fit in the crook of my arm, and how, even when I was older, that would soothe me. Poor Flipper.
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My husband left his old stuffed puppy on an airplane. Between Hong Kong and Taiwan. I'm pretty sure they flew it back to him, though, because he still has it.
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