tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739118490318763551.post3516959009833567076..comments2023-07-12T22:49:14.635+08:00Comments on Where's My Glow? : Of Boats, Booze and BarfsGlowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08156015996147898156noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739118490318763551.post-38051419027726352152012-12-21T10:25:54.855+08:002012-12-21T10:25:54.855+08:00WHICH IS WHY I DO NOT GO ON BOATS GLOW! I would ha...WHICH IS WHY I DO NOT GO ON BOATS GLOW! I would have been POISONOUS!Mrs Woognoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739118490318763551.post-59156271381824604732012-12-21T09:55:50.513+08:002012-12-21T09:55:50.513+08:00I totally empathise with the sea-sickness. I am te...I totally empathise with the sea-sickness. I am terrified of boats for that reason. A few months ago I was in the US and went on a 'cruise' from Miami to the Bahamas, otherwise known as the journey through hell. The seas were rough, everrrrybody was vomiting and the crew were handing out SEE THROUGH plastic bags! Not even paper bags or dark coloured plastic bags... see through bags! I still don't understand why a cruise company wouldn't invest in some decent vom bags. Yuck xxxJanenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739118490318763551.post-80938207845601800852012-12-21T09:53:58.956+08:002012-12-21T09:53:58.956+08:00Sounds delightful!
When I was 18 I was DD and sh...Sounds delightful!<br /><br /><br />When I was 18 I was DD and showed up at this girl who hated me's house with two ridiculously drunk friends who proceeded to spew tandemly (I'm pretty sure that's a word, right?!) in to her toilet. I was there to see my boyfriend. When I asked her if she had a couple of plastic bags I could take for them to spew in and spare my fathers car, she handed me two of those tiny freezer bags with a disgusted look on her face and told me they were the only bags she had in the house. I suspect that was a lie, due to the aforementioned dislike of me and all I could hear in my head on the way home was "If you're gonna spew, spew in to this." Somehow they both managed to get their spew into the tiny bags and I am forever in awe of that feat!kyl21znoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739118490318763551.post-21004040890940561662012-12-21T09:38:49.847+08:002012-12-21T09:38:49.847+08:00I have no square to spare :) I have no square to spare :) BossyMummyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17637050670133692926noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739118490318763551.post-73978784551855035292012-12-21T09:33:04.026+08:002012-12-21T09:33:04.026+08:00Poor you :(
oh, oh, yes... I went to Chicken Tr...Poor you :( <br /><br /><br />oh, oh, yes... I went to Chicken Treat and they told me they were out of CHICKEN! FFS!<br /><br /><br /><br />And in Mauritius the toiler clerk (yes they exist) kept the roll of paper in her kiosk, not the toilet, the kiosk, and asked me to pay $1 per square if I wanted to take a number 2!! FFS!Silly Mummyhttp://www.sillymummy.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3739118490318763551.post-65622207452038431882012-12-21T09:08:34.837+08:002012-12-21T09:08:34.837+08:00oooooh!!!!!!! I would definitely like to know the ...oooooh!!!!!!! I would definitely like to know the company that you went on!! And avoid it like the plague!!!!Yvettehttp://twitter.com/LittleBentoBlognoreply@blogger.com