tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19892459.post5712179983144216693..comments2010-02-08T23:24:58.112-05:00Anthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833577126259512659noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19892459.post-9547594877485800542010-02-08T23:24:58.112-05:002010-02-08T23:24:58.112-05:00

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Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19892459.post-76400932219995218212008-06-19T01:52:46.495-04:002008-06-19T01:52:46.495-04:00

Once I can get my head cleared of the latest migraine, I'll write out the story and post it on my site, since this thread is about to get buried.<BR/><BR/>www.icrvn.com

JRDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12329173352634963393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19892459.post-40848954279854006612008-06-18T05:57:16.965-04:002008-06-18T05:57:16.965-04:00

It's been a while since I had a joke at Ant's expense. Usually they were done at my expense because I do make for a pretty good target, have the best sense of humor, and can take it. Of course I never really had to worry about it going too far because I always had his sister looking out for me, and regardless of what you may be thinking, it was awesome having her in my corner! Ant knows the truth

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19892459.post-58577904199447286552008-06-17T14:21:44.760-04:002008-06-17T14:21:44.760-04:00

*shrug*<BR/><BR/>I'm not <I>quite</I> so insecure or full of myself that I can't handle a good joke at my expense, and this one is legitimately funny.

Anthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833577126259512659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19892459.post-84923745825787132992008-06-17T14:14:29.031-04:002008-06-17T14:14:29.031-04:00

Here's the thing... Do I post the story as a comment, where a certain someone has editing power? Or do I post it on my own site where he has no way of altering the truth.<BR/><BR/>;-)<BR/><BR/>Nervous, yet, Ant? Or should I say, "spaghetti-head?"

JRDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12329173352634963393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19892459.post-89761294589595866892008-06-17T13:56:13.019-04:002008-06-17T13:56:13.019-04:00

"Uh-oh. I don't like where this is going."

Anthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833577126259512659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19892459.post-75925644323186449842008-06-17T08:26:09.054-04:002008-06-17T08:26:09.054-04:00

You know I'm beyond glad that someone recognized the "spaghetti-head" comment for what it was, an attack on Ant's koosh-ball-esque head rather than a slight on his Italian heritage which the aforementioned dipstick thought I meant. That almost got my butt kicked out of the Maiden back in high school. My other personal favorite was coined by Leo one hot, miserable summer: Fat Tony. It has to be

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19892459.post-44274421431499134312008-06-16T14:33:45.667-04:002008-06-16T14:33:45.667-04:00

Ok, that did it . . .

Anthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833577126259512659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19892459.post-11263053275240872932008-06-16T14:24:13.641-04:002008-06-16T14:24:13.641-04:00

"Spaghetti-head?"<BR/><BR/>Well... That's better than a lot of potential descriptions for your "hairstyle" when you and I met in Cab Hall.<BR/><BR/>And Jamie, ask Ant sometime about his masterful technique for opening a bag of potato chips. We STILL (nearly ten years on) refer to it as "pulling an Anthony."

JRDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12329173352634963393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19892459.post-40216708850832254832008-06-16T12:37:12.016-04:002008-06-16T12:37:12.016-04:00

Brother LB -- Yeah, some of those nicknames aren't the most flattering, though I wager there's not a soul alive that would think "spaghetti-head" was a winner. <BR/><BR/>And as soon as you get Kart for the Wii I'll beat you like your mother desperately needed to. Granted, you'll run your mouth the whole time, but it'll be merciless -- the carnage will be simply unimaginable.

Anthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833577126259512659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19892459.post-5323704685356952942008-06-16T12:35:31.218-04:002008-06-16T12:35:31.218-04:00

J-Rob -- you would complain about that? Remind me again who clued me in on all that goofy pop music bullshit I didn't know from the slideshow. ;)

Anthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04833577126259512659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19892459.post-42892311173771325422008-06-16T09:17:00.530-04:002008-06-16T09:17:00.530-04:00

At least you haven't been attired with the less-than-glamorous epithet "Lunchbox" just because you have a passing resemblance to Kevin Smith and had been falsely accused of having a predilection for d*ck jokes (censored as I am at work). I could add "Tons of Fun" to that list as well as having my name turned into Gaymie for no other reason than that it could. God the list goes on. Of course we

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19892459.post-4674142668828076772008-06-16T00:11:48.664-04:002008-06-16T00:11:48.664-04:00

Happy Father's Day to you as well, my friend. However...<BR/><BR/>"J-Rob?"<BR/><BR/>"J-Rob!?"<BR/><BR/>Seriously - when the hell did I become a vapid, soulless celebrity wannabe?<BR/><BR/>"J-Rob."<BR/><BR/>You are so in for it now.

JRDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12329173352634963393noreply@blogger.com