That reminds me of when we went to Durango at Christmas. We were driving from my parents' place into town. I noticed one of the mile markers said 68.9. I commented to DH about labeling fractional mile markers. It seemed like a lot of work. Then he said, "Not as much as continually replacing the '69' marker."
Duh. That was the only one that wasn't a whole number. Clearly my 12-year-old boy has run away.
I sent a meesage out on twitter the other day asking someone to DM me because I was stuck at 69 messages. Yeah, I could have just deleted but eventually that 69 would just roll around again. Everytime I saw it, I giggled like a 12 year old boy with his dad's stolen playboy.
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69. HAHAHAHA!!! 69.
Ahem.
I mean...that's awesome.
69.
glad to see you're in touch with your inner 12 year old boy. LOL
And I'm one of the divine 69! Hee hee! ;)
God, I didn't get it for a minute! Normally my inner 12-year-old is right there at the forefront! Damn, what's happening to me????
Hehehe.
That reminds me of when we went to Durango at Christmas. We were driving from my parents' place into town. I noticed one of the mile markers said 68.9. I commented to DH about labeling fractional mile markers. It seemed like a lot of work. Then he said, "Not as much as continually replacing the '69' marker."
Duh. That was the only one that wasn't a whole number. Clearly my 12-year-old boy has run away.
I sent a meesage out on twitter the other day asking someone to DM me because I was stuck at 69 messages. Yeah, I could have just deleted but eventually that 69 would just roll around again. Everytime I saw it, I giggled like a 12 year old boy with his dad's stolen playboy.
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