tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1890893603428805486.post1797377765209676831..comments2023-10-25T02:28:50.003-07:00Comments on Unorganized Thoughts: Cracked UpCathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17998375683357789328noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1890893603428805486.post-45154479847726399102011-11-30T18:43:15.584-07:002011-11-30T18:43:15.584-07:00Ha! This is so unbelievably true. Having recently ...Ha! This is so unbelievably true. Having recently moved, I experienced the exact same thing. Unfortunately, while I was busy laughing at everyone else, my wife pointed out that I have the same problem myself every time I crouch down to get a box. Ugh.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1890893603428805486.post-45958936912326230442011-03-11T18:22:26.946-07:002011-03-11T18:22:26.946-07:00I used to have a collection of buttcrack pictures....I used to have a collection of buttcrack pictures. From around the world. I'm serious. My friends would travel, see a buttcrack, snap a picture and mail it to me.<br /><br />One time I was at a lake, and a father and his little boy were sitting on the edge fishing, and BOTH were in full on buttcrack glory. A generational photo! I pulled out my camera, but before I could snap, they stood up. I almost cried.Missyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11264845015930907294noreply@blogger.com