tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post6282055667981077149..comments2024-03-24T18:43:18.706-04:00Comments on Darwinfish 2: $#*! My Dad Didbluzdudehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-50470982984671504852011-02-03T18:04:29.832-05:002011-02-03T18:04:29.832-05:00Guy,
Glad to have you back. Looking forward to yo...<b>Guy,</b><br />Glad to have you back. Looking forward to your re-launch.<br /><br />Can’t wait for gametime!<br /><br /><b>Anonymous Rik,</b><br />Right… I forgot about the moonings up against the Barn windows. And also the time my sister and her friends got caught peeing in their lawn at night, because the Blonds came home unexpectedly, catching their bare asses in the headlights.<br /><br />And of course, we had that blackboard, upon which we wrote “Mind your own business,” and left it propped up in the window towards their property. For several years. God, they must have hated us… lol… <br /><br /><b>Burgh Baby,</b><br />Just wait until your little angel starts wanting to mess with people… and guess who she’ll start with?<br /><br /><b>Judie,</b><br />Repeat readings? So now, do I get to post that I gave Judie a “multiple?”<br /><br />I’ll post game gear on Sunday, but all systems point to the same outfit as the last 2 playoff games.bluzdudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-33001896237658018382011-02-03T16:48:00.401-05:002011-02-03T16:48:00.401-05:00You hit the Mother Lode with this post, Bluz! I k...You hit the Mother Lode with this post, Bluz! I keep coming back to read it again!!<br />Do you have your clothes laid out for Sunday yet?Judiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02778815502961000469noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-52675045952319464252011-02-03T12:49:58.894-05:002011-02-03T12:49:58.894-05:00Your dad wins. Everything. ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING.Your dad wins. Everything. ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING.Burgh Babyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09123901504643963583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-78644759379633462292011-02-03T12:20:29.407-05:002011-02-03T12:20:29.407-05:00always remember mooning them during barn parties a...always remember mooning them during barn parties and The Elderlie has inspired me on some of my best paybacks also so his reach extended well beyond his BIO kids and on to his Barn kids as well ...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-69038535075760098222011-02-03T12:17:28.474-05:002011-02-03T12:17:28.474-05:00Yo Bluz,
What's up! Sorry I've been MIA fo...Yo Bluz,<br />What's up! Sorry I've been MIA for a while. Been busy relaunching the site. <br />Happy Belated New Year!<br />Your dad's a funny dude, that's for sure. I can see where you got it from. <br />Good luck this weekend.The Guy's Perspectivehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10510543601654572968noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-57026321451393446862011-02-02T18:06:50.017-05:002011-02-02T18:06:50.017-05:00Raven,
When you do that, you should then ask if th...<b>Raven,</b><br />When you do that, you should then ask if they would give you a few of their hairs. Then watch them stammer all over the place.<br /><br /><b>Cassie,</b><br />That's Church!bluzdudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-83771587840323062862011-02-02T17:49:45.420-05:002011-02-02T17:49:45.420-05:00BACON!
Your dad is the shit. For reals.BACON! <br /><br />Your dad is the shit. For reals.Cassiehttp://www.whosmydaddy.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-55007422872510213162011-02-02T10:47:26.360-05:002011-02-02T10:47:26.360-05:00Your dad is an awesome role model for messing with...Your dad is an awesome role model for messing with people. Those were some great stories. I can't believe they called the pound on your dog. As my Midget would say, what a bunch of douche bags. <br /><br />I love messing with people. My favorite thing is when one of my fellow suburbanites asks me what church I attend and I innocently respond, "Oh, I don't attend church, I'm a Witch." They generally wrap up the conversation pretty quickly and move on as soon as they can without looking like they are fleeing in terror. It's hilarious.Ravenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03290572009221670011noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-83001191035703892002011-02-01T18:08:09.186-05:002011-02-01T18:08:09.186-05:00Jessica,
We totally could have pulled a Griswald, ...<b>Jessica,</b><br />We totally could have pulled a Griswald, if we were speaking to the Blonds:<br /><br />Mr Blond: Where do you think you’re going to put that fence pole.<br /><br />Bluz Dad: Bend over and I’ll show you.<br /><br />Mr. Blond: You can’t talk to me that way.<br /><br />Bluz Dad: I wasn’t talking to <i>you…</i><br /><br /><b>Dad,</b><br />Oh, that story was classic. It’s exactly the advice you gave me as described in my “Fish Story” post. Always effective… And it’s always fun to be the brains behind a nefarious operation, isn’t it?<br /><br /><b>Mary Ann,</b><br />Yeah, I’m sure the dog catcher knew that there was no way a golden retriever was running around terrorizing the local children. (Especially <i>that</i> one, who never met a person she didn’t love.) Like I said, they needed to go live in a gated community somewhere. (Preferably far from us.)<br /><br />Regarding the eavesdropping, I know they were nosy but I don’t remember that actually happening. I thought that’s what we said we’d do, if we ever caught them out there.bluzdudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-13288528228489553092011-02-01T12:30:40.953-05:002011-02-01T12:30:40.953-05:00Remember catching Blond listening at the Barn wind...Remember catching Blond listening at the Barn window when we were remodeling? We raised our voices, began discussing our halfway house for inmates. Of course, that would have been "cruel and unusual punishment" for the poor prisoners but B bought it, especially when we mentined interviewing the sex offender who seemed really nice, polite, liked kids...Mary Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07436313849372588111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-44239466247166340052011-02-01T11:22:32.811-05:002011-02-01T11:22:32.811-05:00You are right on the pigs, much too intelligent to...You are right on the pigs, much too intelligent to be subjected to such indignity.<br />Spreading the pig perfume around the area, however, is brilliant. That would have worked well with the Blonds.<br />After their first chickenshit number on Jesse, they again called the dog catcher for some imagined attack. As he stood at the door, writing his report, he kept looking from Jesse to me and shaking his head. No way.<br />He never returned.Mary Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07436313849372588111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-80064799438557138622011-02-01T11:02:50.763-05:002011-02-01T11:02:50.763-05:00Bluz, great stories about ME. I want to add one mo...Bluz, great stories about ME. I want to add one more true story. While attending a Safety Conference in Green Bay, a Safety Director from Muskogee came up to me and said he may have to return home as he just got a message from one of His employees that a fire/accident occured there that would need his attention. It sounded fishy to me, so we double checked with his Nurse, she said no accident or fire occurred. So the fun began. I suggested he call back and leave a message thanking him for reporting this event, AND we notified the Co. President and V.P. who would call him for more details. This being done, we immediately got a call apologizing out the ass, and recanting his report. We chewed him out and let it play thru. He never got the call but did sweat for hours. We told him the truth the next day. SO, as I have mentioned to you in the past, and previous blog entries you have written bares this out, the best way to handle a prank on you is to turn it around and point it right back at them. Daddadnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-70602764293099775842011-02-01T10:48:39.582-05:002011-02-01T10:48:39.582-05:00Those neighbors sound like the ones in Christmas V...Those neighbors sound like the ones in Christmas Vacation. Way to go Bluz Dad for making them worry about pigs. That's hilarious stuff.Jessica R.http://www.leelafish.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-12265200103874372392011-02-01T07:36:05.962-05:002011-02-01T07:36:05.962-05:00Mrs. Bachelor Girl,
My baby was the sweetest dog e...Mrs. Bachelor Girl,<br />My baby was the sweetest dog ever. If she knocked the kid down, it was only to get a better angle at licking the crud off her face. <br /><br />Calling the dog pound was a chickenshit thing to do.bluzdudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-57076462140349108262011-02-01T01:40:46.202-05:002011-02-01T01:40:46.202-05:00As big of a pain in the ass as Chihuahua is, if so...As big of a pain in the ass as Chihuahua is, if somebody puts her in the pokey, they forfeit their right to LIVE.Mrs. Bachelor Girlhttp://www.bachelorgirl.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-62630307505103314212011-01-31T23:18:28.736-05:002011-01-31T23:18:28.736-05:00Trash,
He certainly had his moments. These were s...Trash,<br />He certainly had his moments. These were some great ones! He will be very proud indeed, if in these tales, someone might be inspired to torment a friend or acquaintance. Or flummox a family member.bluzdudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-85356944074362544122011-01-31T23:12:17.004-05:002011-01-31T23:12:17.004-05:00Your dad is my new hero. I love his sense of humor...Your dad is my new hero. I love his sense of humor.Oilfield Trashhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00527580828815598952noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-88993327759629069652011-01-31T23:07:05.597-05:002011-01-31T23:07:05.597-05:00Yeah, I saw it last summer, when I was in town. L...Yeah, I saw it last summer, when I was in town. Looks nice... no pillars, but nice.<br /><br />You know, the Blonds must have been so happy when we moved. But then they got neighbors even worse than us... The new guys set up some kind of construction business out of the the barn and had the place filled with heavy equipment. The Blonds moved away not too long after we did.<br /><br />Oh, and we never had a big combine tractor or anything... it was bigger than those little John Deeres, but not a full size tractor either.bluzdudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-23872781134490837352011-01-31T22:44:28.268-05:002011-01-31T22:44:28.268-05:00"Fucking pillars! Like it was 'Tara'..."Fucking pillars! Like it was 'Tara' or something." <br /><br />Haha! And did you take a good look at this place the last time you visited? Lots of folks think they're in Tara now... Of course, then you have the other side of lunatics. The ones who move from the city to a clearly suburban neighborhood lot, maybe half an acre, and buy a full-size John Deere Tractor for the lawn.<br /><br />Wish your dad was still in these parts, to put them all in their places. <br /><br />Hilarious post--thanks!sherry stanfa-stanleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00680055033925659511noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-77406384745283575742011-01-31T22:18:11.812-05:002011-01-31T22:18:11.812-05:00That is totally the place I grew up... yuppies buy...That is totally the place I grew up... yuppies buying up land all over the place and putting up little clusters of McMansions. Nothing like a little pig juice to cut the yuppie density. Not even Starbucks can cut through that.<br /><br />But I tell you, Mr. Blonds balls must have shrunk up to the size of marbles, at the thought of living next to real, live, squealy dirty pigs.bluzdudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-46744227240841398932011-01-31T21:56:53.496-05:002011-01-31T21:56:53.496-05:00Pigs must be the #1 neighborly-niceness havoc-wrea...Pigs must be the #1 neighborly-niceness havoc-wreakers across the Midwest. About the time I entered high school, our area in central Ohio became really attractive to yuppies who wanted to live in the country but still be close to the city. Every time he saw someone from out of town admiring a chunk of land around our house, my dad would choose that moment to spread "natural pig fertilizer" all over the local fields. No one ever lived within a mile of us.ettiblehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02276280896770913705noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-27739885989533410282011-01-31T21:09:27.902-05:002011-01-31T21:09:27.902-05:00But what an unkind thing to do to the pigs!But what an unkind thing to do to the pigs!bluzdudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-17911283096731314382011-01-31T20:17:43.644-05:002011-01-31T20:17:43.644-05:00Funny. But calling out the heat on Jesse was not ...Funny. But calling out the heat on Jesse was not funny. The Yuppification of the heartland is not funny.<br />Mary Mo is an athlete as is Dad. The Blonds deserved pigs next door.Mary Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07436313849372588111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-43894791516267916822011-01-31T19:49:39.207-05:002011-01-31T19:49:39.207-05:00Judie,
Hey, I didn't do anything. I'm jus...Judie,<br />Hey, I didn't do anything. I'm just the biographer here.bluzdudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05991272670722362652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329507352453931374.post-18660706472632666142011-01-31T19:42:49.315-05:002011-01-31T19:42:49.315-05:00You're a f****** genius, Bluz, and by God, you...You're a f****** genius, Bluz, and by God, you come by it honestly!!!Judiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02778815502961000469noreply@blogger.com