tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071607692933192813.post33838087905095795..comments2023-08-13T05:26:06.112-04:00Comments on Vinegar and Honey: Close Your EyesUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071607692933192813.post-62954065814706108372007-08-27T21:20:00.000-04:002007-08-27T21:20:00.000-04:00Amen! LOLAmen! LOLJanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16083702120097667613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071607692933192813.post-90390378451525938782007-08-27T21:17:00.000-04:002007-08-27T21:17:00.000-04:00Thank God!Thank God!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071607692933192813.post-85535792157075608192007-08-27T19:45:00.000-04:002007-08-27T19:45:00.000-04:00Well, with Eugene, it was that hot little red wago...Well, with Eugene, it was that hot little red wagon that he pulled me around in, hours on end!<BR/><BR/>With Micky, it must have been that head of platinum curls..sure can't think of anything else, on his part!<BR/><BR/>But I finally got lucky!Janhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16083702120097667613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8071607692933192813.post-73127975347293724692007-08-27T19:37:00.000-04:002007-08-27T19:37:00.000-04:00Gee, Jan, even then you sure could pick 'em! I won...Gee, Jan, even then you sure could pick 'em! I wonder what attracted you to such traitorous cads? In the fourth grade we would "go steady" with go go rings. These were colorful neon plastic rings with silver flecks embedded in them. Ah, the memories!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com