tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706693894443678002012-02-16T00:44:52.493-08:00Reecehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14439360501785555628noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-670669389444367800.post-79162080883779191672006-11-30T10:24:00.000-08:002006-11-30T10:25:30.833-08:00I will start off by saying that my first blog was a complete success. People have emailed me from around the world with sympathy thoughts. Thank – you my friends. This week s blog is about my dear friends Grunts who is leaving us. I first meet Grunts a few months ago when I was going to the wizard (bathroom). I walked in and Grunts was at the sink and I assumed she was finished and on her way out. I spoke and proceed to stall one (it’s my favorite) when grunts says oh that the one I was going in. This has never happened to be before and I would like to mention that we were the only two in there and that 6 other stalls were open. I told her she could have it and she said that’s ok so I proceeded in. Now Grunts goes in the one next to mine. Why I asked myself could she not go down one. Needless to say I was very uncomfortable and than she starts talking to me. All I wanted to do was see the wizard and leave. And than my worst fears came true and the reason she has her name. She said in a giggly voice ooh I don’t think my lunch agreed. I could go on but I think you know what happened. To this day I will not go see this wizard unless Grunts is at her desk. As I mention earlier she is leaving us, so I dedicate this story to you Grunts good luck and good-bye.<br /><br /><center><a href="http://static.flickr.com/101/310348580_2a7b065302.jpg"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/101/310348580_2a7b065302_m.jpg" alt="Toilet" /></a></center><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/670669389444367800-7916208088377919167?l=reece-toblogornottoblogthatisthequ.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Reecehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14439360501785555628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-670669389444367800.post-51256213671759934522006-11-25T18:25:00.000-08:002006-11-25T18:46:57.598-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1464/81868821953658/1600/627592/2003_0202Zoo0028.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1464/81868821953658/320/488282/2003_0202Zoo0028.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />I would like to start by saying that I pray to the good Lord above this thing has spell check. My greatest fears have come true it does not. This is not good new for Harry Potter Sr. I would like to start off by saying without spell check or Harry checking my spelling this blog may only last a short while. Harry is the reason I have decided to try out Blogging. I have terrible things that happen yo me everyday. As my friends know I fall often as I did today in PetSmart. I took my pride and jot Sam(German Shepherd) to get a bath at PetSmart. When I picked him up he was beautiful coat glowing and people in the store all wanting to touch him. Yes I was proud I just spent $30.00 bucks and I wanted to show him off. We prounced around the store and got to the middle of the store where I stepped in a middle of pee and went down. Sam being the good dog he is humped me. I don't need to say more it only gets worse.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/670669389444367800-5125621367175993452?l=reece-toblogornottoblogthatisthequ.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Reecehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14439360501785555628noreply@blogger.com1