tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8679637238769603836.post862752418488572180..comments2024-03-12T10:11:16.874-07:00Comments on Postcards from Purgatory: Open Saskatchewan...?Gladyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03379796403577898107noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8679637238769603836.post-30956307836488171832013-02-15T05:55:27.703-08:002013-02-15T05:55:27.703-08:00Yeah, I'm certain in his head he was thinking ...Yeah, I'm certain in his head he was thinking "these despicable heathen American's and their disrespect". I was so far gone into stress-ville by that time I just wanted sleeping pills and a bottle of vodka!Gladyshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03379796403577898107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8679637238769603836.post-64070238434675303832013-02-14T22:20:30.075-08:002013-02-14T22:20:30.075-08:00Hahaha that is funny how the prince got annoyed an...Hahaha that is funny how the prince got annoyed and was being sarcastic! I think I would have been like, Yes, I am. An unreal answer to an unreal question. (In my head I would be like, "No, why?")Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8679637238769603836.post-47942699835817106202013-02-13T16:02:49.567-08:002013-02-13T16:02:49.567-08:00^True. But he didn't have to worry about being...^True. But he didn't have to worry about being "appropriately dressed" and had a "Heads Up" on the the "etiquette," the armor and got to blow shit up. <br />Besides a hawt young female, what else could a Marine want?! :)<br />TW<br />Tundra Womanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12262066568878267648noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8679637238769603836.post-88638513916594664232013-02-13T10:36:09.047-08:002013-02-13T10:36:09.047-08:00Yeah, I hate that feeling. I always feel out of p...Yeah, I hate that feeling. I always feel out of place anyway, and then to be the odd guy at a big party? BLOWS indeed.Gladyshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03379796403577898107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8679637238769603836.post-19139938140833826962013-02-12T17:45:51.543-08:002013-02-12T17:45:51.543-08:00Son. Your experience was while you were in the un...Son. Your experience was while you were in the uniform of a US MARINE, while carrying an M16. My weapons of defense were my slop sweat and panicky rolling eyes.Gladyshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03379796403577898107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8679637238769603836.post-77407455397388585472013-02-12T17:21:39.440-08:002013-02-12T17:21:39.440-08:00Lol mom you've told me this story before but i...Lol mom you've told me this story before but it still seems like the most out of wack scenario in my head. I guess I just had a much different experience with middle eastern mucky-mucks but I've been that out of place guy at a party BLOWS Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07770935993678926088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8679637238769603836.post-76808484893608389102013-02-12T03:52:45.884-08:002013-02-12T03:52:45.884-08:00I thought of the 'don't stand' thing, ...I thought of the 'don't stand' thing, but I wasn't going to ask permission to go to the bathroom! THAT guy (the prince) was never going to stand. He can't have us commoners thinking he does something as mundane as PEE.<br /><br />JEEBUS these stories of embarassment! I had my skirt tucked into my underpants while walking into a mall. Luckily someone shouted at me from across the parking lot...Gladyshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03379796403577898107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8679637238769603836.post-44808230297406244152013-02-12T03:50:39.280-08:002013-02-12T03:50:39.280-08:00Ho ho, TW - no, Jeff is NOT an arms dealer! He ju...Ho ho, TW - no, Jeff is NOT an arms dealer! He just works for the military as a contractor for a company kinda like Northrup-Grummon, he's a bean counter with an excel spreadsheet.<br /><br />The tables were assigned, and they had numbers on them. There were only 5 tables but ours was #9 -?? plus there were those placecards on our plates.<br /><br />Your story about the tp - man, I've done that too. I was just SO glad that I didn't do anything MORE ridiculous at this dinner!Gladyshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03379796403577898107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8679637238769603836.post-20070333918117604252013-02-11T16:33:40.943-08:002013-02-11T16:33:40.943-08:00I gather you weren't supposed to stand until t...I gather you weren't supposed to stand until the head honcho errr...prince stood up 1st. At least, that's the way we Brits are supposed to do it. Next time, maybe put up your hand and say, "Can I be excused to go pee?"<br /><br />I can top TW! Solo at a banquet, I went to pee in a long dress and managed to tuck the hem into the waist of my undies! Not a soul told me and I discovered it next time I went to pee!!! Sick bastards! mulderfanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07500535934417551223noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8679637238769603836.post-33404344609482306852013-02-11T16:18:47.658-08:002013-02-11T16:18:47.658-08:00That's a great story. The only "big deal&...That's a great story. The only "big deal" I ever met was the guy who played Buddy on Family Ties. I made him a sandwich. He was well-moisturized. Now I think of all poobahs as having glistening California skin.Besshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08211150594109190701noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8679637238769603836.post-79305439352504088122013-02-11T13:31:35.895-08:002013-02-11T13:31:35.895-08:00Ya done GOOD, Gladys!!! (Cue "Midnight at the...Ya done GOOD, Gladys!!! (Cue "Midnight at the (Not) Oasis")<br />So, how many other peeps can drop a lil' tid-bit like, "Yeah, my partner is an ARMS DEALER?" Makes for some light "nice-ta-meet-cha" convo and I bet you wouldn't have to wait in line at the Ladies Room either. Just mention you carry Plastique/C4 in your hand bag in case someone needs a light.<br />Or a rather loud explosion.<br />How did you figure out where to sit if there were only 5 tables? Lemme guess: Dueling Spoons, the head waiter "escorted" you to your place or did you just follow the two lackeys?<br />That Royal Family constitutes 100% of the indigenous population; the folks that actually work in the oil fields (or just about anywhere else except for the requisite Hedge Fund Managers) are all "imports," eh? Was the Prince sportin' Western wear or rockin' the Shiek Sheet look? <br />sigh. The picture of the table? That looks like the type of restaurant where I sashayed from the Ladies Room, down the hall, across the fully packed lobby then across the Dining Room to my table with the world's looongest roll of TP firmly impaled on the bottom of my hooker heel. I only wish I was kidding. :-0<br />TW<br /> <br /> Tundra Womanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12262066568878267648noreply@blogger.com