Friday, June 09, 2006

Can You Believe It?

CHECK THIS OUT - The post on 6-9-06.
Does this make me famous yet?

19 comments:

Heather said...

Wow! FAMOUS! :)

mama kay said...

Woohoo! Yep, I would say that this makes you famous - and really cool in my book ... since we are roughly the same age ('87 graduate here)and sounds like some very similar experiences ... Rock Star status for you MM!

Eileen said...

You panty passer! Who would have known you had it in you.

Swishy said...

OK, but the big question is: Where are those panties now???

diane s said...

congrats! :)

Nancy said...

Yep, you are famous.

For a second I did think he was going to whip out the panties right there in the bar, like he'd been carrying them around with him all that time. ;-)

shinyruby said...

hah!! you rock! (and roll, quite clearly!)

so... did the boy give you back the nickers? and yes, where are they now?

freaky! :)

ps - hmmm don't know ramblin' rose but we're both from nsw so you never know when our paths might cross! :)

Ramblin Rose said...

super famous!!!!!! Congrats!!!



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Hotwire said...

wow! congratulations!!!

her master said...

Yeah, but the real question is: was he still wearing orange underwear? Not that I'm actually interested in the answer (or even the question) mind you. And, here's hoping that a publisher thinks as well of your book(s).

Kelli in the Mirror said...

Oh, that's a great story! I'm glad it didn't up like Sixteen Candles where he did something weird with them. I sort of thought that's where you might be going with it.

The Dummy said...

You're famous! Congratulations! Now maybe that'll send a flurry of publishers your way! :)

r martini said...

first....congrats on the selection.

It took the guy a lot of nerve to ask you that question and you even more to accomodate his request.

How much does one change over that period of time....was the latest meeting more awkward than the story can say?

Manic Mom said...

r martini--since you asked... the last meeting--I was probably already buzzed when he approached me. We didn't hang out, but I guess he must have given me his phone number. As the night went on, and I continued drinking....well, I didn't go home with him, but once I got home, I must have been feeling slightly slutty so I called him and he invited me over. I slithered away from his apartment in the wee hours of dawn.

And, no, I am not that slutty person any longer. To think back to those days... whoa.

r martini said...

you're not alone....fun times, fun memories....our kids won't be able to get away with anything.

Manic Mom said...

r martini--the sad thing is, our parents assumed the same thing!

Jess Riley said...

Hey, I knew about this story!!!!! LMAO. And I too would like to know what happened to the panties.

r martini said...

Don't you think our generation was a bit more.....how should I say it....adventurous than our parents?

Manic Mom said...

Yes, and don't you think our kids' generation will be more adventurous than ours? Which scares the hell out of me! : )