tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874656382203957840.post2985336905010303929..comments2024-03-28T19:43:04.931-04:00Comments on Shipslog: Things I did, but won't do againjack69http://www.blogger.com/profile/12884137603402812926noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874656382203957840.post-68189939402780833232017-11-27T09:10:09.464-05:002017-11-27T09:10:09.464-05:00I think my mom had the gift of having eyes everywh...I think my mom had the gift of having eyes everywhere. I never got away with anything. I remember once riding on a friends handlebars after being told not to do that. We went over a bump in the curb and off I flew. I still wear the scars of that one. Kids always have to try things out instead of listening to advice it seems. Lots of hard lessons learned that way for sure!I'm mostly known as 'MA'https://www.blogger.com/profile/12107548726472541669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874656382203957840.post-10529003224889823922017-11-27T08:32:58.022-05:002017-11-27T08:32:58.022-05:00that was nice what you did about the tires. that was nice what you did about the tires. TARYTERREhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14620999913159718018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874656382203957840.post-9000959877401564502017-11-26T23:45:31.889-05:002017-11-26T23:45:31.889-05:00That was good you fessed up about the tires and pa...That was good you fessed up about the tires and paid the man. Hope your parents knew what you did; they would have been proud of you for doing so, albeit a few years later. We all have those things from our youth we aren't proud that we did, but to admit them later and make amends is a good thing.<br /><br />bettybettyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06323135450742337670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874656382203957840.post-63105656500686819592017-11-26T21:29:16.696-05:002017-11-26T21:29:16.696-05:00There's not enough alcohol to make me 'fes...There's not enough alcohol to make me 'fess up here ... but I am sure curious about your one-time experience astride the horse.<br /><br />God bless ya, Jack. I STILL love y'all ... even when you have the nerve to write 'Roll Tide' on Rick's blog! hahahahahahaha.<br />WAR EAGLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br />Mevely317https://www.blogger.com/profile/14786988262452989091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874656382203957840.post-39724771461355377512017-11-26T20:45:35.127-05:002017-11-26T20:45:35.127-05:00My sister and I got in the car with a boy who had ...My sister and I got in the car with a boy who had been drinking because he was going to let me drive. He put his foot on top of mine on the gas to make me drive fast. I learned my lesson with that one.Paulahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04007728342316668058noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874656382203957840.post-8665224752412799052017-11-26T19:44:44.109-05:002017-11-26T19:44:44.109-05:00You sure were all boy - things were so different t...You sure were all boy - things were so different then you know. Boys don't play like that. Neat you went a paid for the tires. Chatty Cronehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02232040517217024681noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874656382203957840.post-50668726269864991852017-11-26T18:39:26.745-05:002017-11-26T18:39:26.745-05:00Where do I begin? :)
RWhere do I begin? :)<br />RRick Watsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01005727239466916086noreply@blogger.com