Comments on: According to the Boys… http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2007/10/28/according-to-the-boys/ I am not a has-been. I am a will be. Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance Thu, 08 Jan 2009 12:04:06 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.2 By: Grannymar http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2007/10/28/according-to-the-boys/#comment-1403 Grannymar Mon, 29 Oct 2007 09:28:53 +0000 http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2007/10/28/according-to-the-boys/#comment-1403 Baino I love it! Joy I like cats where I like snow - on greeting cards, but those kittens are cute. Snow in Ireland is not of the powdery variety, we get the wet slushy type. WWW glad you enjoyed the above. Baino I love it!

Joy I like cats where I like snow - on greeting cards, but those kittens are cute.

Snow in Ireland is not of the powdery variety, we get the wet slushy type.

WWW glad you enjoyed the above.

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]]> By: Joy http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2007/10/28/according-to-the-boys/#comment-1394 Joy Mon, 29 Oct 2007 02:45:37 +0000 http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2007/10/28/according-to-the-boys/#comment-1394 Oh what cute little faces.....thanks Grannymar. Oh what cute little faces…..thanks Grannymar.

]]> By: Baino http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2007/10/28/according-to-the-boys/#comment-1389 Baino Mon, 29 Oct 2007 01:39:53 +0000 http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2007/10/28/according-to-the-boys/#comment-1389 Mum was driving her young daughter to her friends house. "Mummy," the little girl asks, "how old are you?" "Darling, you're not supposed to ask a lady her age," the mother warns. "It is not polite." "OK," the little girl says, "how much do you weigh?" "Now really," the mother says, "these are personal questions and are really none of your business." Undaunted, the little girl asks, "Why did you and daddy get a divorce?" "That is enough questions, honestly!" Later, whilst playing with her friend, the topic is revisited: "My Mum wouldn't tell me anything," The little girl says to her friend. "Well," said the friend, "all you need to do is look at her drivers license. It'slike a report card, it has everything on it." Later that night the little girl says to her mother, "I know how old you are, you are 32." The mother is surprised and asks, "How did you find that out?" "I also know that you weigh 65 kilos." The mother is past surprise and shock now. "How in heavens name did you find that out?" "And," the little girl says triumphantly, "I know why you and daddy got a divorce." "Oh really?" the mother asks. "Why?" "Because you got an F in sex Mum was driving her young daughter to her friends house.
“Mummy,” the little girl asks, “how old are you?”
“Darling, you’re not supposed to ask a lady her age,” the mother warns. “It is not polite.”
“OK,” the little girl says, “how much do you weigh?”
“Now really,” the mother says, “these are personal questions and are really none of your business.”
Undaunted, the little girl asks, “Why did you and daddy get a divorce?”
“That is enough questions, honestly!”
Later, whilst playing with her friend, the topic is revisited:
“My Mum wouldn’t tell me anything,” The little girl says to her friend.
“Well,” said the friend, “all you need to do is look at her drivers license. It’slike a report card, it has everything on it.”
Later that night the little girl says to her mother, “I know how old you are, you are 32.”
The mother is surprised and asks, “How did you find that out?”
“I also know that you weigh 65 kilos.”
The mother is past surprise and shock now. “How in heavens name did you find that out?”
“And,” the little girl says triumphantly, “I know why you and daddy got a divorce.”
“Oh really?” the mother asks. “Why?”
“Because you got an F in sex

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