tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24055560.post115902685512169644..comments2023-11-05T09:51:16.620+01:00Comments on The Purple Pig: BonkersChatyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15981021142138636539noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24055560.post-1162064635590343682006-10-28T21:43:00.000+02:002006-10-28T21:43:00.000+02:00Shawn – You’re right. More beer would’ve made me m...Shawn – You’re right. More beer would’ve made me make the right choice: stay in bed the rest of that wretched day! <BR/><BR/>Jill – Good to see you in these warmer parts! I’d just like to know who put the bonkers spell on me! Gad-awful feeling.Chatyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15981021142138636539noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24055560.post-1161846437226453642006-10-26T09:07:00.000+02:002006-10-26T09:07:00.000+02:00Alberto -- did you drink too much of the beer -- m...Alberto -- did you drink too much of the beer -- my friend -- where have you gone? <BR/><BR/>I had this lover in grad school and she was a painter -- she painted a schoolgirl's poofy armed dress ... imagine that. <BR/><BR/>My friend and roommate Fernando Hernandez asked -- "why are you painting this toast?" He was thinking the schoolgirl dress was a piece of toast. Imagine that.shawnkieltyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18414687355264886702noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24055560.post-1160976466298245262006-10-16T07:27:00.000+02:002006-10-16T07:27:00.000+02:00Shawn makes a good point.Although sometimes the bo...Shawn makes a good point.<BR/><BR/>Although sometimes the bonk is unavoidable, no matter how much you try. <BR/><BR/>Just like witches.Jill Homerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02983065990450931943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24055560.post-1159512133947962302006-09-29T08:42:00.000+02:002006-09-29T08:42:00.000+02:00More beer might have helped -- especially if it wa...More beer might have helped -- especially if it was good beer.shawnkieltyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18414687355264886702noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24055560.post-1159122341061873462006-09-24T20:25:00.000+02:002006-09-24T20:25:00.000+02:00That’s right. One measly toast – leftover from my ...That’s right. One measly toast – leftover from my kid’s breakfast. Which teaches us why God thought that toasters ought to work with pairs. Toasters don’t make one toast; they don’t make three. They make two or four and that’s what I should’ve eaten!Chatyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15981021142138636539noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24055560.post-1159042773082527692006-09-23T22:19:00.000+02:002006-09-23T22:19:00.000+02:00ONE TOAST???no wonder the witch was waitin' around...ONE TOAST???<BR/><BR/>no wonder the witch was waitin' around the corner!The Old Baghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08102309231670261719noreply@blogger.com