Can’t make the party. 😢 but does anyone else recall walking in on their parents nailing? That moment you lost all sense of reality? Possibly it’s the moment you actually came online. That’s it. That’s my chocolate bunny story.
“Imagine waking up on the Monday morning filled with dread. Another satisfying week looms. Another soul crushing day at work doing something you’d never planned to do for the rest of your life. You’re growing older, your life wasted, your dreams lost. And then you realize it’s actually Sunday morning, that rush of relief… that flood of joy and bliss that fills you and buoys your whole body with euphoria, multiply that feeling with ten, and that’s how Vicodin feels.”
But Chuck I think we have workshopped some of Colton's stories more than you have told the same stories so I think he isn't allowed to criticize you until you go over telling the same story around 8 times. I think I have only heard about stained glass windows 6 times so I think you will be fine this time.
My parents happened to tell the same stories so many times they became know by me and my sister as the family's mythology. Maybe I'll tell you a few of them sometime. They are all really good. When we moved out in the country we drove past an old country schoolhouse a friend of the family remodeled years before we moved out there. They told us this when we drove past it so many times that me and my sister would preemptively tell the story just to shut them up. Mom and Dad did you know that this is the exact schoolhouse that Jimmy Atkinson's Dad rebuilt. I still think to this day my parents used psychological warfare on me and my sister.
The worst is (unless you Looooove licorice, then this would be the best) taking a bite of the big giant jellybeans the bank had in the drive thru window— thinking the color matched the flavor— they’re all licorice. Every damn color.
Hahaha! I barely remember that Vicodin anecdote too. It was about how to get people from the familiar to the unfamiliar. It was like, you wake up feeling like shit on a Monday, dreading work, but then you look at the calendar and see that it's Sunday and when you times that relief by 5, that's how Vicodin feels.
You should have repeated the lesson so Colton can give you a Stone Cold Stunner lol
The cashiers at your grocery store sound very rude and nosey - you should beat them up and take their aprons as trophies!
That sounds so fun! Hi Elise!
I've been banned from lots of stores for punching cashiers.
Can’t make the party. 😢 but does anyone else recall walking in on their parents nailing? That moment you lost all sense of reality? Possibly it’s the moment you actually came online. That’s it. That’s my chocolate bunny story.
“Imagine waking up on the Monday morning filled with dread. Another satisfying week looms. Another soul crushing day at work doing something you’d never planned to do for the rest of your life. You’re growing older, your life wasted, your dreams lost. And then you realize it’s actually Sunday morning, that rush of relief… that flood of joy and bliss that fills you and buoys your whole body with euphoria, multiply that feeling with ten, and that’s how Vicodin feels.”
But Chuck I think we have workshopped some of Colton's stories more than you have told the same stories so I think he isn't allowed to criticize you until you go over telling the same story around 8 times. I think I have only heard about stained glass windows 6 times so I think you will be fine this time.
My parents happened to tell the same stories so many times they became know by me and my sister as the family's mythology. Maybe I'll tell you a few of them sometime. They are all really good. When we moved out in the country we drove past an old country schoolhouse a friend of the family remodeled years before we moved out there. They told us this when we drove past it so many times that me and my sister would preemptively tell the story just to shut them up. Mom and Dad did you know that this is the exact schoolhouse that Jimmy Atkinson's Dad rebuilt. I still think to this day my parents used psychological warfare on me and my sister.
Colton… we all repeat stories. Especially the good ones.
Sounds fun, Elise!!
Best of luck Elise.
Chocolate bunnies were on my mind this week, I was recalling a solid chocolate bunny I forced down and spent the day in regret.
The worst is (unless you Looooove licorice, then this would be the best) taking a bite of the big giant jellybeans the bank had in the drive thru window— thinking the color matched the flavor— they’re all licorice. Every damn color.
Wishing a great event for all.
Wad-I-wanna-know-is-does it make me a bad person if I want to kick the living shit out of every character depicted in that illustration?
I liked the hollow chocolate. Solid chocolate is too hard when it comes out of the fridge.
Could the lesson be posted somewheres?
Love that others from here are bringing people together.
This sounds fun. Enjoy everyone!
Hahaha! I barely remember that Vicodin anecdote too. It was about how to get people from the familiar to the unfamiliar. It was like, you wake up feeling like shit on a Monday, dreading work, but then you look at the calendar and see that it's Sunday and when you times that relief by 5, that's how Vicodin feels.
You should have repeated the lesson so Colton can give you a Stone Cold Stunner lol