tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post8824616583053979193..comments2024-02-28T21:09:17.490-08:00Comments on Samantha Sans Dosage: Oh C'monSamantha Duganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-75969670815079338612010-06-22T11:29:31.704-07:002010-06-22T11:29:31.704-07:00I think it might be the "I'm NOT cuddly v...I think it might be the "I'm NOT cuddly vibe" as opposed to the looks! Based on the male comments above anyway.<br /><br />My comment verification is "icking" (ick-ing) which is perfect for this post! Sniff my finger cracks me up still.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-47256537394036653742010-06-22T11:08:23.537-07:002010-06-22T11:08:23.537-07:00And now we are commenting at the same time! Anyone...And now we are commenting at the same time! Anyone else hear Twilight Zone music?! No offense taken on the blonde thing...big boobs, green eyes and blonde hair, got them but at least I look scary so I never get that "bouncy ditz" thing thrown at me.....Samantha Duganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-11608286637957105392010-06-22T11:07:57.319-07:002010-06-22T11:07:57.319-07:00exactly~exactly~Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-29024504964272910382010-06-22T11:04:44.488-07:002010-06-22T11:04:44.488-07:00That's correct Sammy is a dogs name therefore ...That's correct Sammy is a dogs name therefore mildly insulting. Plus I think adding those "Y's" to an adults name is just stoopid...not cute, just stoopid.Samantha Duganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-31841125497717348422010-06-22T11:03:31.814-07:002010-06-22T11:03:31.814-07:00I always just want to say " do I LOOK like a ...I always just want to say " do I LOOK like a bouncy blonde that's all cuddly and ditzy and has a name that ends in an "ee" sound????"<br /><br />No offense on the blonde thing. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-87801514973489063422010-06-22T10:44:10.179-07:002010-06-22T10:44:10.179-07:00Holy crap, I just bust out laughing so hard the gu...Holy crap, I just bust out laughing so hard the guys two doors down probably heard me. Yes to pickles, no to teeth, and HELL yes on Sammy! (Though I named my dog that when I was a kid. Actually I named all the stray dogs I brought home with me as a kid that. My dad finally realized he better let me keep one, or he'd have to keep driving up Mt Baldy to "take them to a nice farm".)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-74878076066746887692010-06-22T10:04:00.854-07:002010-06-22T10:04:00.854-07:00AnotherDayofCrazy,
Get-the-fuck-oudda-heah! That...AnotherDayofCrazy,<br /> Get-the-fuck-oudda-heah! That's kinda freaky. Hmmm, wonder what else we have in common? Do you have an almost unnatural love of all things pickle? Do you gag when you brush your teeth? Do you want to punch people in the face when they call you Sammy?Samantha Duganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-69849413747506086972010-06-22T09:43:23.050-07:002010-06-22T09:43:23.050-07:00Alike? So it seems, lol... funny enough, I'm a...Alike? So it seems, lol... funny enough, I'm a Sam too. Or Samantha to my parents. They never took to the nickname.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-35288404713618892112010-06-22T09:12:26.849-07:002010-06-22T09:12:26.849-07:00Sara,
The ear thing was just vile. The best part...Sara,<br /> The ear thing was just vile. The best part was watching this woman look at me like I was the freak when I was holding her earwax coated ear bud way away from my own ear while trying to make out what her boss was looking for. I'm the weird one?! Who the hell does that?<br /><br />The "Sniff my finger" thing, (damn I snicker each time I type that) was just so out there that it almost seemed like a set up...I was thinking, "This cannot really be happening" but alas, twas.Samantha Duganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-58306252078678247162010-06-22T08:55:49.503-07:002010-06-22T08:55:49.503-07:00No way would I put a stranger's ear piece in m...No way would I put a stranger's ear piece in my ear! GRODEY!<br /><br />You handled that whole smell my finger thing well, I think I would have pissed myself with laughter if someone asked me to do that... and then ran far far awaySara Louisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06058056977783867772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-77280195433130427082010-06-21T23:19:53.174-07:002010-06-21T23:19:53.174-07:00Mr. HoseMaster Sir,
That was to be your big move...Mr. HoseMaster Sir,<br /> That was to be your big move?! Smell my finger?! I am stunned. I so would have thought you were one of those stealth kinda guys...you know the ones that start out all sweet then begin with the slow but deeply felt rubbing of my legs, the gentle squeezing, the heat of your palm making my thighs shake...the smell of wine on your breath slipping inside me, the sweetest, richest wine I had ever smelled intoxicating me...each red wine whisper making my body looser, my clothing looser...<br /><br />Smell my finger? Dang it, I had you all wrong. Ah well my beloved friend, I love you still.Samantha Duganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-74434944344687358112010-06-21T20:11:50.363-07:002010-06-21T20:11:50.363-07:00John,
I think I am with Thomas on this one...pre...John,<br /> I think I am with Thomas on this one...pretty soon every wine shop in the nation will look like the Blogger's Conference, bunch of crotch sniffing. I'm gonna have to say veto the finger recommendations.<br /><br />Thomas,<br /> See there kid I am agreeing with you again.<br /><br />AnotherDayofCrazy,<br /> Understandable and might I add a bit flattering that you were checking in between flights. Had the same thing happen to me, the once hugged and now not so much thing. Must be some kind of "not so much melting with the cuddles" feeling they get when they touch us....like porcupine prickers. Alike, very much alike you and I so it seems....Samantha Duganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-36514363864863864992010-06-21T19:02:57.190-07:002010-06-21T19:02:57.190-07:00My Gorgeous Samantha,
You should have recommended...My Gorgeous Samantha,<br /><br />You should have recommended a wine from the Finger Lakes. And at least she didn't ask you to taste it.<br /><br />And, hell, there goes my move when I meet you.<br /><br />I love you!<br /><br />Your HoseMasterRon Washamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10386836101202976147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-49196868266757493442010-06-21T18:37:40.562-07:002010-06-21T18:37:40.562-07:00Commenting in the airport, while flying home from ...Commenting in the airport, while flying home from meetings... connection froze, then it doubled.<br /><br />The first time I met one of my clients, a rural county government official in Yee-Haw-ville, she hugged me. Granted, she's known my boss for 20 years, and hugged him too, which is prob why she thought *I* was fair game, but um, no. I don't know if it's the vibes or the look of terror/repulsion, but in any case, hasn't happened since. Tho she still hugs my boss. Weird.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-46807206302232321502010-06-21T17:21:35.915-07:002010-06-21T17:21:35.915-07:00Thomas I've made a wine or two in my day that ...Thomas I've made a wine or two in my day that I thought might go great with armpit. But I've never come across a wine that I thought went with shudder - though some that made me shudder. Some in a good way. Some in a not so good way.John M. Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18343670865804216103noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-59628806027128511462010-06-21T16:58:42.210-07:002010-06-21T16:58:42.210-07:00John,
It's a slippery slope--first it's s...John,<br /><br />It's a slippery slope--first it's sniff my finger; then, it's sniff my armpit; then, shudder, shudder to think.Thomashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07322028233207741737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-89269882179303387942010-06-21T16:18:57.719-07:002010-06-21T16:18:57.719-07:00I'm with you on the "eeew" factor, b...I'm with you on the "eeew" factor, but a part of me thinks it would be kind of cool to live in a culture where "sniff my finger" was considered an appropriate way to ask for a wine recommendation.John M. Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18343670865804216103noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-44336170911421252392010-06-21T15:57:47.269-07:002010-06-21T15:57:47.269-07:00Thomas,
Yeah but you see it is not my store and ...Thomas,<br /> Yeah but you see it is not my store and I don't think Randy would too pleased if I went of retorting or retarting at his customers. Nope gotta just grin and make the best of it....was pretty gross though. She was very sweet and very embarrassed once she thought it over...<br /><br />AnotherDayofCrazy,<br /> I think you might have a stutter there girlie and I am not sure who valochi is. The touching thing is weird for me too, I even cut and dye my own hair to avoid having to deal with that nonsense. That being said I would rather have hundreds of hands on me....and making me sniff their fingers than have anyone see me naked!Samantha Duganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-48142246426811262102010-06-21T15:34:06.018-07:002010-06-21T15:34:06.018-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-44128570783924060672010-06-21T15:33:53.038-07:002010-06-21T15:33:53.038-07:00Ewww. Just reading that made me shudder. I'm n...Ewww. Just reading that made me shudder. I'm not a hugger either, I hate people touching me. I've always said, if you haven't seen me naked, you don't know me well enough to touch me. <br /><br />Well handled.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-14171478618270406192010-06-21T14:37:12.467-07:002010-06-21T14:37:12.467-07:00Geezus. I can't write today. Made an error ove...Geezus. I can't write today. Made an error over at Hosemaster's, too.<br /><br />It bugs a writer to be so stupid about writing.<br /><br />Who's not whose!Thomashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07322028233207741737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-30728960708061343442010-06-21T13:53:56.162-07:002010-06-21T13:53:56.162-07:00Benito,
You are the first person whose ever confi...Benito,<br /><br />You are the first person whose ever confirmed what used to happen to me years ago (when my beard was red and my travels were many).<br /><br />I would mention this to friends and they would scoff that I was full of crap, but rub my beard those old people wanted to do. Now that i am approaching their age, I can understand it a little--I've wanted to rub a lot ladies beards...oops!<br /><br />Anyway, it is gross to ask someone you don't know to smell your finger. In a situation like that, I'm always glad I was raised on the hard streets, where a quick retort was essential and has been a habit all my life. That's what you need, Sam: quick retorts, or small retarts to throw in their face.Thomashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07322028233207741737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-28115651377512820412010-06-21T13:14:57.233-07:002010-06-21T13:14:57.233-07:00Don't worry, I read everything you write. I g...Don't worry, I read everything you write. I go through phases of... "comment block" where I don't have anything significant to say. :)Benitohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15642446480589939085noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-74724892910245239622010-06-21T12:47:28.865-07:002010-06-21T12:47:28.865-07:00webb,
Not sure I handled it all that well, I cou...webb,<br /> Not sure I handled it all that well, I could feel my face all scrunched up and everything but...really, that was just unreal.<br /><br />Benito,<br /> Long time no see! Welcome back kid and I promise that I shall not rub your beard when I see you next month.Samantha Duganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-11086735595163858492010-06-21T10:26:01.490-07:002010-06-21T10:26:01.490-07:00I'm not a germaphobe, but that's just repu...I'm not a germaphobe, but that's just repulsive. Sort of like when someone thrusts a filthy baby or incontinent chihuahua in your arms while you're trying to fix dinner. <br /><br />Once in a blue moon, I encounter random ancient Eastern European women who want to scratch my red beard for good luck. It always creeps me the hell out, but it's hard to say no to someone who is 105 years old and only four feet tall. I don't know if it wards off some gypsy curse, or if that type of woman is just insatiably attracted to me.Benitohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15642446480589939085noreply@blogger.com