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  • #31
    Just as there is no noun that cannot be verbed, there is no verb that cannot be adjectived.
    Barf.
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    • #32
      your post is very informationous, shawn.
      urgh.NSFW

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      • #33
        Originally posted by Dr Strangelove
        I'm sorry, I have to say this. There's no such word as "vomitous". Sophie might haver been vomiting. The stuff she vomits is called vomitus.
        Vomit, vomii, vomous.........



        ACK!
        Don't try to confuse the issue with half-truths and gorilla dust!

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        • #34
          Originally posted by Tuberski
          Vomit, vomii, vomous.........



          ACK!
          Let us vamoose.

          ICK!

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          • #35
            Originally posted by JohnT
            And honestly, it's not as if Sophie's ill. She just ate some bad pizza. She was even playing on her jungle gym this afternoon.
            I hate to say it but your house looks like a double wide. Don't you folks make any interesting architecture in Tennessee?
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            • #36
              Originally posted by Zkribbler
              I hope you can keep that promise. But it's hard.

              I remember once, my dad got laid off during an economic downturn when we lived in Santa Maria (3 hours north of L.A.) The nearest job he could get was in El Centro, down by the Mexican border. He would drive home every weekend (5-6 hours, one way) to be with the family. After several months, things picked up and he got a local job.

              Sometime a man's got to do what a man's got to do. It's great if you can be with your family. But you gotta pay the mortgage and put food on the table.
              Holy ****! I used to live in Santa Barbara and Stanta Maria is an hour's drive further north while El Centro is in Imperial County east of San Diego. We're talking about a five hour drive each way. I've periodically gone out to El Centro/Mexicali/Calexico area to ride ATVs and dune buggies but I can't figure out what line of work would lead a man there unless it was selling sand or dealing with those deep desert farmers who live off of government subsidies & water the government transports for the Colorado river. There just isn't anything out there.
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              • #37
                Sophie still pegs the cute-o-meter to the max, doesn't she!

                Yep, I'd say nothing to worry about, and no feeling bad about not being there to clean up the puke.
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                • #38
                  Dude, you guys need to stop talking about how cute Sofie is or else it will spawn another babycutefest thread.
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