i'm going to see if I can get him to start calling me mommy.



ewe... how creepy would THAT be of me....


ps:I'll breast feed the puppet if you want me to...

i'm just saying...

Did you realize how pre-Emo he looks in the pic on this blog? Spikey messy hair: check. Hoodie with big thick stripes: check. I-hate-myself-and-my-life expression: oh, the Emo thing falls apart here. Just watch his music: no Emo or Emo Punk or Emo Pop for him.

I had hoped to get a cool nickname in Jones-ese, but I got something regular like "Uncle." I could have been Booger or Boob or Dustin, but instead I get Uncle....who am I kidding: he's still my best friend!

Oi, achei teu blog pelo google tá bem interessante gostei desse post. Quando der dá uma passada pelo meu blog, é sobre camisetas personalizadas, mostra passo a passo como criar uma camiseta personalizada bem maneira. Se você quiser linkar meu blog no seu eu ficaria agradecido, até mais e sucesso. (If you speak English can see the version in English of the Camiseta Personalizada. If he will be possible add my blog in your blogroll I thankful, bye friend).

Thanks Rodrigo, I completely agree!

i like how multicultural your blog is, amigo! (you, Ryañ, not Rod)

Ærwen

i remember when i learned that my mom had a name (and it wasn't "mom") . . . and that everyone in my family had a middle name and a last name . . . and that my mom used to have a different last name. this was amazing to me. i just wanted people to repeat their names to me over and over and over . . . i bet i was an annoying kid.

dear ryan,
are you mad at lisa? is that why she is not on your link list anymore? you guys should just be friends.

Oh, thank you for reminding me tt. I was trying to update my list, add some people, remove people who stopped blogging, and change the names of people whose nicknames I gave them no longer made sense. But every time I tried blogger was doing this strange thing where it would change the hyperlinks and stuff. I'll go ahead and give it another go around and see if it works this time.

R1 - sometimes you gross me out.

And I love it!