tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post116328729770308447..comments2023-10-26T14:01:08.426+03:30Comments on Orange Tangerine: What I learned at the gym todayOrangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12433254398377357737noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1163875191629729662006-11-18T22:09:00.000+03:302006-11-18T22:09:00.000+03:30This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1163548002098144362006-11-15T03:16:00.000+03:302006-11-15T03:16:00.000+03:30Your nose looks fine to me, tuna!Your nose looks fine to me, tuna!Orangehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12433254398377357737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1163477007157534552006-11-14T07:33:00.000+03:302006-11-14T07:33:00.000+03:30What purpose do undies serve? They help contain th...What purpose do undies serve? They help contain the ass flab so it doesn't reach out and grab other people at the gym.<BR/><BR/>I work out every single day...with crosswords. (How come that doesn't do a damn thing for ab flab? I would look <I>awesome</I> if crosswords had a salutary effect on the physique.) Did about a dozen today.Orangehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12433254398377357737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1163470030625160492006-11-14T05:37:00.000+03:302006-11-14T05:37:00.000+03:30This, is the best, comment exchange I've seen late...This, is the best, comment exchange I've seen lately.<BR/><BR/>No. Undies. At the gym. Ever. What purpose could they possibly serve?<BR/><BR/>I'm impressed by your massive bulk, Orange. You should enter the post-ICU bodybuilding championships.<BR/><BR/>Hey, when do you start "working out" for the crossword championship? Or is that all year, every day?DoctorMamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05187502628715846144noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1163464342199722932006-11-14T04:02:00.000+03:302006-11-14T04:02:00.000+03:30Mignon: I win!Mignon: I win!Orangehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12433254398377357737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1163460752478454722006-11-14T03:02:00.000+03:302006-11-14T03:02:00.000+03:30I never spent any nights in the ICU and had a comp...I never spent any nights in the ICU and had a completely ordinary birth experience. Sorry.Mignonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07716330276288396317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1163371636328180042006-11-13T02:17:00.000+03:302006-11-13T02:17:00.000+03:30I don't wear undies to the gym. Oh, sorry, was th...I don't wear undies to the gym. Oh, sorry, was that an overshare?<BR/><BR/>That's a sad story about the liar. Guess she is unable to be happy with what she did do. I'd be crowing from the tree tops if i ran a marathon in 4:02, although it's not likely to happen as i don't run.menohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18065283682414369608noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1163305526429264062006-11-12T07:55:00.000+03:302006-11-12T07:55:00.000+03:30Sweaty asscrack, commas...what ELSE is on the loos...Sweaty asscrack, commas...what ELSE is on the loose? I'm afraid. Very. Afraid.Feral Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08456760046606299779noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1163303165041669462006-11-12T07:16:00.000+03:302006-11-12T07:16:00.000+03:30And how's your health now, Mignon?And how's your health <I>now</I>, Mignon?Orangehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12433254398377357737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1163302698506395082006-11-12T07:08:00.000+03:302006-11-12T07:08:00.000+03:30Yeah, well I spent my first seven nights in the IC...Yeah, well I spent my first <I>seven</I> nights in the ICU sick as a, as a, as a much bigger dog!Mignonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07716330276288396317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1163296374474108792006-11-12T05:22:00.000+03:302006-11-12T05:22:00.000+03:30Oh, I like to counter the people with labor horror...Oh, I like to counter the people with labor horror stories with a snappy, "Yeah, I never had labor. Nope, I had the emergency C-section instead. Spent my first night as a mommy in the ICU, sick as a dog."<BR/><BR/>(Will someone remind me to write up part 2 of my birth story? But don't remind me for, like, a month.)Orangehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12433254398377357737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1163295822698535772006-11-12T05:13:00.000+03:302006-11-12T05:13:00.000+03:30Larki, that was, funny. (Really - I laughed out lo...Larki, that was, funny. (Really - I laughed out loud!)<BR/><BR/>Thong during workout = ass chafe. Bad ass chafe. And I know this because I have one pair of undies that are slightly too small and give me the delightful thong effect. Ass chafe. Also the marathon time competition reminds me of people that like to compare labor horror. "Oh my god!!! I was in labor for 39 hours!" "No way! I was in Mignonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07716330276288396317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1163287413960176932006-11-12T02:53:00.000+03:302006-11-12T02:53:00.000+03:30Plus, what's up with the message that displays whi...Plus, what's up with the message that displays while Blogger is loading a new past? "This may take a few minutes, if you have a large blog." What is the comma doing in there?Orangehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12433254398377357737noreply@blogger.com