I just rolled all of my spare change around the house (except for pennies) and it came out to $77 +a big ziploc bag full of pennies. Pretty awesome. Remember Amy and Howie did this last year and had over $1000?
sweet! my friend bertha, her 6 month old baby june and i are going to russell orchards in ipswich on a saturday in september (the 8th i think) if you are able to and would like to, you are welcome to come too! they have animals and a hayride and stuff.
Coin jars=bad memories for me. I had one of those Coke bottles nearly full. And my ex-landlady, who was a horrible person, let some workers into our house while we weren't there, and these guys walked out with my bottle. And she accuses ME, saying that I shouldn't have left it out, and that maybe one of my friends took it! Like I wouldn't notice my friend carting a 50-pound Coke bottle out of my house as I was walking them out! The worst part is, I used to put some weird stuff in there, it was like a time capsule, not just coins. And some prick walks in and takes it, and the stupid landlady leaves them alone to do it. I later called the company the guys came from, and the boss told me this guy DID have issues with stealing when he hired him! The cops couldn't do anything, though...
Jere: Being stolen from sucks. Period. Very violating! Jere, you were done wrong in a big way. I can't believe the landlady was so unhelpful. I bet that was some serious cash, too. Probably could have bought you a Ms. Pac-Man machine on eBay. Sarah: Sounds fun! I'll be in touch for sure. Amy: Ha! Mel: Ahem from me, too. : ) Nora: Did you chase down those neighborhood cretins (sp?) with a b.b. gun?
The weird thing is, I found out the guy's name--it was actually Bobby Brown, ha--and I looked him up in the phone book. His house was on a main street near where I lived. So every time I'd drive by, I'd try to look closely and see if I could see my thing in there! Or amongst the junk that, naturally, littered their yard. I also had plans of like, calling the wife and saying Look, I know your husband stole this from me. I'll drop by and pick it up, and in return for your letting me do that, I won't report him to the cops. Or something. (Other plans were not so nice. But I never did anything.)
But if anybody wants to do some vigilante justice, I can give you the address! (Newy, I'm looking in your direction....)
Newi is definitely the right person for that job. I think she would make a great bounty hunter. Have you ever seen that Mad Dog (or something) guy on tv? She could get better ratings.
I think he's just DOG the bounty hunter... and I fail to see the resemblence! (but hey, for a little cake I may just be willing to look up your old pal, Bobby Brown!)
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you're well on your way to paying off those pesky movers!
sweet!
my friend bertha, her 6 month old baby june and i are going to russell orchards in ipswich on a saturday in september (the 8th i think) if you are able to and would like to, you are welcome to come too! they have animals and a hayride and stuff.
Coin jars=bad memories for me. I had one of those Coke bottles nearly full. And my ex-landlady, who was a horrible person, let some workers into our house while we weren't there, and these guys walked out with my bottle. And she accuses ME, saying that I shouldn't have left it out, and that maybe one of my friends took it! Like I wouldn't notice my friend carting a 50-pound Coke bottle out of my house as I was walking them out! The worst part is, I used to put some weird stuff in there, it was like a time capsule, not just coins. And some prick walks in and takes it, and the stupid landlady leaves them alone to do it. I later called the company the guys came from, and the boss told me this guy DID have issues with stealing when he hired him! The cops couldn't do anything, though...
That would piss me off BAD, Jere! Someone stole my sterling silver Liberty silver dollar and I'm still mad about that!
Landladies, by nature, Jere, are ugly people. Not to be trusted. She probably split the loot with the guy, too. Insult to injury, pal...
Mel: Ahem.
Jere: Being stolen from sucks. Period. Very violating! Jere, you were done wrong in a big way. I can't believe the landlady was so unhelpful. I bet that was some serious cash, too. Probably could have bought you a Ms. Pac-Man machine on eBay.
Sarah: Sounds fun! I'll be in touch for sure.
Amy: Ha!
Mel: Ahem from me, too. : )
Nora: Did you chase down those neighborhood cretins (sp?) with a b.b. gun?
The weird thing is, I found out the guy's name--it was actually Bobby Brown, ha--and I looked him up in the phone book. His house was on a main street near where I lived. So every time I'd drive by, I'd try to look closely and see if I could see my thing in there! Or amongst the junk that, naturally, littered their yard. I also had plans of like, calling the wife and saying Look, I know your husband stole this from me. I'll drop by and pick it up, and in return for your letting me do that, I won't report him to the cops. Or something. (Other plans were not so nice. But I never did anything.)
But if anybody wants to do some vigilante justice, I can give you the address! (Newy, I'm looking in your direction....)
Newi is definitely the right person for that job. I think she would make a great bounty hunter. Have you ever seen that Mad Dog (or something) guy on tv? She could get better ratings.
I think he's just DOG the bounty hunter... and I fail to see the resemblence! (but hey, for a little cake I may just be willing to look up your old pal, Bobby Brown!)
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