March 30th, 2008


*snort* you know i LOVE all the boob talk. it’s right up my alley. but truely boobs are only feeding utensils and instruments to torture mindless men.

Warrior Woman

Ooooooohhh! I’ve been out-witty-commented. There’s always next week, my pretties……..


Wow – I just don’t know how you ever choose from all these potential award winning comments. I think I need to practice “giving good comment.” Your comments area is the unofficial training grounds. ;)

In response to the Crazy ole turds post

Jenny says

Yeah, my kids will never know the times of fishing in the creek behind the house with an old bucket we found (stole?). Or spending countless hours incommunicado from the parents wandering hither and dither. I’m actually thinking of having a GPS chip implanted in their little heads.

And hey…just stay in the slow lane and I won’t run you off the road. =)


ahhhh the good ole days. we lived in a commune and i spent all my time outside. we did not have a tv. we ate what we grew. my kids would think it was pure hell.

Knudsey, of course, makes his own excellent point:

We are bombarded with so much money-making sensory crap

But still I love yer blog! I am in no shape or form a hippy but I have commonsense, when you sail on a wooden boat you don’t start tearing it up for firewood. I want to live in a well armed compound and it was 10 years ago I was noticing the milder winters, if mother earth decided to wipe humans off the earth I wouldn’t blame her one bit like parasites we are. Growing corn for fuel because it makes money, growing opium instead of crops because it makes money, people don’t deserve the earth.

Warrior Woman

I hung out in nature and got scared of spiders. I kill them all with Raid.

The trees are a witness to the events of time, they live a long time. Fire takes care of the witnesses.

Big business is the evil doer.

I like winter, it makes all the spiders go to sleep

And the award goes to: The Over Thinker

Holy crap—I broke a sweat doing that one.

Wait for it….wait for it….


(Old Knudsen, will you sing my national anthem when I’m wearing the gold?)

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9 Responses to “The Community of Commenters”

Ree Says:

Congratulations OverThinker. Damn, that must have been tough!

Ree’s last blog post..Poopy Picks!

warriorwoman Says:


warriorwoman’s last blog post..lazy Sunday

teeni Says:

**bows to Over Thinker** Nice job! Congratulations.

teeni’s last blog post..Live Poet’s Society Completed Assignment

Old Knudsen Says:

AAAARRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! I must add that while doing the puzzle I had three heart attacks and me arthritis is acting up but you enjoy yer second or third victory and I just hope I live to do the next one, congratulations on yer peep just don’t let the fame go to yer head.

Old Knudsen’s last blog post..Head On Up

Veronica Says:

Love them.

frogpondsrock Says:


“needs to practice puzzles”


“needs to learn to like puzzles”

fuck it goes and gets beer..

Hic .. slurp what puzzles?????


frogpondsrock’s last blog post..Weekly Winners.. WooHoo!!!!

Jenny Says:

Awe heck, I just realized I’ve been here all night. I hope I didn’t snore and/or keep your other lovers away.

Congrats to The Over Thinker!

Jenny’s last blog post..Smacked with Weird Nostalgia

The Over-Thinker Says:

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! I’m SO late in thanking you for this! I have to say that I’m absolutely thrilled. xoxo Witchypoo!

And thanks to everyone for the Congratulations—especially Old Knudsen whose ample smack talk gives me a reason to sweat for puzzles!

The Over-Thinker’s last blog post..These Should Go in the Vault (But not like The Disney Vault which we know isn’t really a vault but more like a temporary holding cell.)

zoe Says:

man, you really get some ahhh..intresting comments. i need to work on my wit here…i’m being out witted…again.

zoe’s last blog post..Double your Pleasure