tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10931739.post8931032843425603647..comments2023-12-11T15:35:23.779-08:00Comments on Pulp 2.0: I am Drunk...Cunninghamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07137025404327426886noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10931739.post-56392575271304834542007-07-09T08:51:00.000-07:002007-07-09T08:51:00.000-07:00I'm just learning how to ride a bike and thinking ...I'm just learning how to ride a bike and thinking about using it more often. Though I'll have to get better control of my turns first, otherwise I'll swerve out into the street unexpectedly and for no apparent reason.<BR/><BR/>But enough about me.<BR/><BR/>Good luck! But be careful not to take orders from your clothes -- that's how you end up buying expensive wooden hangers and cartons of Febreze and etc.Dante Kleinberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15352526035841213773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10931739.post-62891255641855910012007-07-09T08:32:00.000-07:002007-07-09T08:32:00.000-07:00There's nothing like a good margarita-fuelled rant...There's nothing like a good margarita-fuelled rant, especially about your butt.<BR/><BR/>Glad that the future is looking so bright and positive. Can't wait to hear what's going on in your world and to see the fruits of the dastardly mad pulp bastard mind at work.<BR/><BR/>Good like with that biking thing. <BR/><BR/>CarolineMEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16308425678775919961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10931739.post-84547462014840028632007-07-09T07:52:00.000-07:002007-07-09T07:52:00.000-07:00You're even funnier when you're drunk, Bill. :-)You're even funnier when you're drunk, Bill. :-)Kelly J. Crawfordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17616846693843517335noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10931739.post-31914825210640078252007-07-08T09:27:00.000-07:002007-07-08T09:27:00.000-07:00Best of luck in the new digs, my automotively-chal...Best of luck in the new digs, my automotively-challenged brother.Fun Joelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15864299581418165834noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10931739.post-23485516466852652472007-07-08T09:01:00.000-07:002007-07-08T09:01:00.000-07:00I sir, will have you know that my in-shape posteri...I sir, will have you know that my in-shape posterior has been the subject of several very vocal comments:<BR/><BR/><I/>"Honey, can you hand me your wallet - I need to go shopping." <BR/><BR/>"What did you eat for lunch?! Whew!"</I>Cunninghamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07137025404327426886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10931739.post-74377956188057908222007-07-08T07:36:00.000-07:002007-07-08T07:36:00.000-07:00"we want to hug that tight ass again, you bastard!..."we want to hug that tight ass again, you bastard! Get in shape!"<BR/><BR/>I hope that is the drink talking.<BR/><BR/>JDCEditorJDChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09275782498364756725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10931739.post-1912216102274131442007-07-07T23:08:00.000-07:002007-07-07T23:08:00.000-07:00Good luck on the bicycling. It's a lot of fun, as...Good luck on the bicycling. It's a lot of fun, as long as you stay aware of all the @$$#ole drivers in LA; or even worse, the people parked who open their doors without looking. I've been riding a bike to work for over three years in this town, and I've managed to avoid any moving vehicles (many close calls, though). But all it took was some guy opening his car door as I rode by, and the next thing I knew I was on the street bleeding and the proud possessor of two cracked ribs.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com