It's time for another....oh yes it is....

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Originally Posted by mikeschmike

Awww shucks...


Hell, on most days that's all I seem to accomplish here.

Iss true, you do accomplish that a lot. I always want to laugh at what you said, but am trying to decrease my frivolous postage, due to popular demand. I all the time laugh at what you, and SortaSavageLike say, but never post my laughies, largely because it would be almost constant. Here's me, every time, with your posts:

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that would get old, no? Probably not to you, but maybe to others...

I have to say, if I posted my laugh at what everything you guys say, it would get excessive. I guess that is why I didn't start. Wait, are you a Scorpio, too? *random comment*.
Anyway, I always laugh at your posts. And when you say "all that you accomplish", I wonder, because to be clever and make people laugh is the best thing in the world, and nothing to be sneezed at. Even if you have a cold.

I'ts my personal most favorite thing in the world, when someone is clever, and I laugh.
Not everyone will get what you say, or think it is funny, I suppose - but it is, so don't stop. As long as I think it is funny...

Originally Posted by history shmistory

Funny. One of my closest friends looks a LOT like you. Must be an Italian girl thing...

Everyone says I look like someone they know. I feel refreshingly not special because of that. Ever since I was little: "Oh, you look like that cute brown eyed girl from that one show!"
or, later: "You totally look familiar, have I met you before?"
"No"
"Oh, okay, but you totally look like my friend..."
Really, the "you look familiar/like someone I know" thing has happened to me disturbingly often, considering. I may be that generic "mexi italian slightly tanned skin with plain brown eyed features" type of girl. I'm pretty sure I am , really.
I was looking at my mom's pics, and suddenly there was this girl in the pic I thought was me, looked just like me from the side.

Turns out, it was one of my mom's Native students. She was weaving a basket (yes, my mom taught native kids basket weaving, don't be jealous), but it really, really looked like me.

I must be pretty generic if even
I think other people are me, and they are not. Pretty cool.