tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12343885.post5429111273737402434..comments2023-11-03T09:19:49.032-04:00Comments on The Stupidsheet: MoronismLippyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10280795930290894490noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12343885.post-20315787415238310192008-02-12T06:02:00.000-05:002008-02-12T06:02:00.000-05:00So why is it I'm not alone when I back into my nei...So why is it I'm not alone when I back into my neighbor's car one more time, or I misplace something 30 seconds after it was given to me that I feel like I have a bright sign at the top of my head that says 'MORON'? It's like your nose growing even when you're telling the truth. It's noticeable, and not matter what you do, no one believes you.<BR/>Jude<BR/>http://journals.aol.com/jmorancoyle/MyWayAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12343885.post-75345891778990303572008-02-12T01:17:00.000-05:002008-02-12T01:17:00.000-05:00How about putting the milk in the cupboars and the...How about putting the milk in the cupboars and the bran flakes in the fridge?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12343885.post-32967156073649877882008-02-12T01:16:00.000-05:002008-02-12T01:16:00.000-05:00How about putting the milk in the cupboars and the...How about putting the milk in the cupboars and the bran flakes in the fridge?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12343885.post-31693127432212987242008-02-11T15:56:00.000-05:002008-02-11T15:56:00.000-05:00Thanks for visiting (and commenting, which always ...Thanks for visiting (and commenting, which always makes my day!). I totally think I'm a moron on most days. <BR/><BR/>Currently I'm not sure where my wedding ring is. That's going over super well with my husband. You can imagine.Heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14892934158515052460noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12343885.post-12100783603711300422008-02-11T01:50:00.000-05:002008-02-11T01:50:00.000-05:00The Microsoft Help Website is scary bad. It's like...The Microsoft Help Website is scary bad. It's like they were actually trying to set up a mental maze and just called it a help site in order to lure the rats in hoping to find the cheese.choshahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07724444970503533654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12343885.post-49017164251436578722008-02-10T15:27:00.000-05:002008-02-10T15:27:00.000-05:00Excellent entry! You know... the whole Hannah Mont...Excellent entry! You know... the whole Hannah Montana tickets being $400000000.00 each, is frustrating. On top of that.. they made a 3D movie of the concert and little girls want to go see that as well! Geeez! LOLLaurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18089511897844574186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12343885.post-68342542784419120382008-02-10T13:18:00.000-05:002008-02-10T13:18:00.000-05:00In my group of friends when you do something moron...In my group of friends when you do something moronic or say something stupid I will look at you and pet your hair and say "You're so pretty!". We all do it now and it is quite funny. It sure takes the sting out of feeling foolish sometimes!<BR/>Love ya babe!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12343885.post-51682081136093404742008-02-10T12:52:00.000-05:002008-02-10T12:52:00.000-05:00Oh the little moronic things I find myself doing m...Oh the little moronic things I find myself doing more and more of as I age....what's happening to me? <BR/><BR/>I can laugh at myself now but I'm a little worried it's going to get worse. My kids just roll their eyes at me and shake their head. I just smile.<BR/><BR/>MicheleMichelehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11985317662188302652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12343885.post-5538047198907156292008-02-09T23:03:00.000-05:002008-02-09T23:03:00.000-05:00On a recent shopping trip to my neighborhood pharm...On a recent shopping trip to my neighborhood pharmacy, I not only ran over my own flip-flop clad foot with the wheel of the shopping cart, but I also left an important prescription in the cart and didn't miss it until I got home...moron! :0Nancy Facehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10468581601513912950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12343885.post-62049293133309294862008-02-09T20:23:00.000-05:002008-02-09T20:23:00.000-05:00LOL. Your definition of insanity is priceless.LOL. Your definition of insanity is priceless.Christinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11050630762421604324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12343885.post-24869395121337940262008-02-09T20:11:00.000-05:002008-02-09T20:11:00.000-05:00I love the word moron. It's often my first choice...I love the word moron. It's often my first choice when referring to drivers that tick me off (ok, not always my first choice).<BR/><BR/>Me? I always leave things at home. I'm telling you....if my head were not attached to my neck, it would get left behind.goddessdivinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03649750585495782767noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12343885.post-39953116208155152572008-02-09T15:29:00.000-05:002008-02-09T15:29:00.000-05:00Oh my...I run out of gas...all the time. Moronic....Oh my...I run out of gas...all the time. Moronic...I know. ;) C.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com