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About Me
- Stink Eye & Tube Steak
- Ontario, Canada
- Ask permission prior to using my material in any form. Third party ads, links and video are not my property or responsibility unless I am the actual participant. This blog is a journal of little bits and fragments of my life and what I find interesting. This is where I scratch the surface.
Blog Archive
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2008
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September
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- Big Guy Bigger Guy
- Life Lessons with Jon Lajoie
- Everyday Normal Guy
- Ramrods - Ghost Riders in the Sky
- Dead Kennedys/ Rawhide
- NEIL YOUNG - FOR THE TURNSTILES
- The Dead Milkmen - Punk Rock Girl
- TEMPWOOD TEMP WOOD WOOD STOVE INSTRUCTIONS
- A Part of Our Heritage: Peacemaker
- Mc Luhan - The Medium is the Message
- A Part of Our Heritage - Women in Medicine
- Heritage Minute - Dr Penfield - Burnt Toast
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September
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Where I Like To Peek
- ALL ABOUT ME- AND THEN SOME
- Balls and Walnuts
- Christopher Runciman Art
- cock yer doodle
- Damn Kids, Get Off My Lawn!
- Emails From Jesus
- GET IN THE CAR!
- Gifted Typist
- jodi's weblog
- Life's Little Notebook
- loula thinkings
- MSMoneyGirl.net
- On My Mind Lately
- Pin Up Girl Clothing
- refashionista
- Rick Mercer
- sotto voce
- Stay Where Your Hands Are
- Tales of the Cupcake Mafia
- The South Bruce Peninsular
- The View From Here
3 comments:
Ahhhh, the proverbial "blast from the past!" When I as but a young sprout, Vaughn Monroe singing this always made my day. This group has similar instrumentals.
Thanks for the B'day wishes, AnonoMum. About Lisa baking something, I'm not sure she could top the last l little pink confection she sent.
Happy almost Fall - I saw my first falling leaf, yesterday, but we wont get any real Fall colo(u)r until the end of October. Bob
Pink confection. . .I haven't laughed so hard in a long time Bob. Thanks:)
I've heard it called many names, but "Pink Confection"
tops the charts! Praise the Lord for the whiff of ammonia that was conveniently standing next to the telephone because I'm sure I'd still be on the floor prostrate and convulsing from laughter overload. AnonOmum
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