What is your immediate reaction to thread titles (part 1)

↑ grin ↓

Fri, Jun 08 2012, 5:32 am

chani8 wrote:

Zaq, that was brilliant. In fact, I could write a true to my life version:

The dog barks,
The neighbor shouts,
The baby cries,
The cats screech,
The sheep baa,
The camels chomp,
The donkeys bray,
The bats flap,
The owls hoot,
The pigeons poop,
The wife hides,
The husband sighs.

oh, your neighbor wakes up your baby? very frustrating. but, why are you hiding?

↑ chani8 ↓

Fri, Jun 08 2012, 5:44 am

grin wrote:

chani8 wrote:

oh, your neighbor wakes up your baby? very frustrating. but, why are you hiding?

No, I didn't write it in any real order. One neighbor complains about the dog, and another neighbor complains when the foster babies cry too much (which they often do, at first).

I hide because I feel badly that I can't please everyone. But that's for another thread. Wink

Now about the pigeon poop...that's my neighbor's problem! She's got the pigeon problem, not me, B"H.

↑ chani8 ↓

Fri, Jun 08 2012, 7:51 am

"I know this is babyish, but hear me out..."

Need a passifier?

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"Do you take vitamins? If not, WHY WHY WHY don't you?"

BECAUSE BECAUSE BECAUSE they're yucky. (I'm also feeling babyish.)

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"Toddler, Baby, Fetus ... HELP!!"

. . .Embryo, Sperm, Egg, Cell...?

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"Cannibalism and Bath Salts"

Tasty waves.

↑ PinkFridge ↓

Fri, Jun 08 2012, 8:21 am

Odd number of eggs

Now that's not a nice way to refer to the ladies of imamother. This might just be my first time at reporting a post.

↑ tsiggelle ↓

Fri, Jun 08 2012, 8:31 am

"toddler , baby, fetus... HELP"

I thought it usually goes in the opposite order?

fetus , baby and then toddler

↑ chani8 ↓

Fri, Jun 08 2012, 8:32 am

tsiggelle wrote:

"toddler , baby, fetus... HELP"

I thought it usually goes in the opposite order?

fetus , baby and then toddler

and then..."HELP"!

↑ tsiggelle ↓

Fri, Jun 08 2012, 8:44 am

chani8 wrote:

tsiggelle wrote:

"toddler , baby, fetus... HELP"

I thought it usually goes in the opposite order?

fetus , baby and then toddler

and then..."HELP"!

mah pitom, then when they are toddlers , they help you with pesach cleaning, isnt that the woman's biggest worry along with toilet training?

what? your toddlers dont help you with pesach cleaning (clearing out cabinets and washing things in the bathtub[so what if you have an ocean from it in the bathroom?])? shock

then you really have to say HELP!

↑ Mrs Bissli

Fri, Jun 08 2012, 8:53 am

"challah rolls why don't they work?"

Well, some challah rolls receive stipends (dough), and some others are supported by their wives and their in-laws. This is what happens when you have system that places excessive priority on learning full time, but I don't think you should make a value judgement on kollel lifestyle. Maybe it's also not that easy for challah rolls to get jobs esp in Israel if they haven't served in the army.

↑ chani8 ↓

Fri, Jun 08 2012, 8:56 am

Mrs Bissli wrote:

"challah rolls why don't they work?"

Well, some challah rolls receive stipends (dough)

Quote:

and some others are supported by their wives and their in-laws. This is what happens when you have system that places excessive priority on learning full time, but I don't think you should make a value judgement on kollel lifestyle. Maybe it's also not that easy for challah rolls to get jobs esp in Israel if they haven't served in the army.

I think you might have to put the rest of your comments in the controversial board! LOL

↑ DrMom ↓

Sun, Jun 10 2012, 12:34 am

""if you tell someone you are a lawyer, what do you think?""

I think "wow, I am such a liar!" because I am actually an engineer.

↑ DrMom ↓

Sun, Jun 10 2012, 3:08 am

zaq wrote:

The dog barks!

The dog barks,
The cow lows
The owl hoots,
The rooster crows
The pigeon coos,
The lion roars,
The wife sighs,
The husband snores.

Reminded me of

Quote:

.. the ground thaws, the rain falls, the grass grows.
Without you, the seeds root, the flowers bloom, the children play.
The stars gleam, the poets dream, the eagles fly, without you.
The earth turns, the sun burns, but I die, without you.