Don't go...... Stay here with me. Who's going to be there with me to battle the unceasing traffic, incessant honking, taxi drivers horking out their windows, cockroaches in the bathroom and the complete absence of line-ups, order and sanity? Also...who's going to eat sushi with me, drink Haddad's on a Friday night, drink copious amounts of beer at the Living Room, and flirt with the Falafel shop man on the way home? Grassy...don't go... Shirley ~
Gracey, I don't know about that... first it was people in your building starting rumors, and now Cheryl is confirming your suspicious behavior ... hmmm I wonder if Grace's gone wild in Jordan ... oh my goodness, I guess it's true ;)
Poor Grace, everyone assumes the worst of her. She does a little harmless flirting with the falafel shop guy and it somehow leads to Simon suggesting she star in her own porno. That's not fair.
Thanks, Kinzi. I will certainly take you up on it. I had a great time at the Thanksgiving luncheon :) And, Bass - Grace loves the falafel men. They're greasy hands and thick beards...oooh, you can't even imagine.
Cheryl you're pushing your commenting priviledges.
May I remind you that not only do former professors of mine read my site, my mother does too, as does my 93-year-old grandmother.
Please behave. That goes for the rest of my dirty-minded friends. You know who you are!
As for the rest of you, this falafel man joke stems from a horrible night I had to walk home from a bar nearby and the guy at the falafel stand said some things that weren't very nice and made me want to jab the heel of my shoe in his eye.
Hence, the reason why I'm so "fond" of falafel men. Though this one guy is just setting a bad example for all the rest who I'm sure are standup citizens.
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what's happening in 30 days!?
Don't go......
Stay here with me. Who's going to be there with me to battle the unceasing traffic, incessant honking, taxi drivers horking out their windows, cockroaches in the bathroom and the complete absence of line-ups, order and sanity?
Also...who's going to eat sushi with me, drink Haddad's on a Friday night, drink copious amounts of beer at the Living Room, and flirt with the Falafel shop man on the way home?
Grassy...don't go...
Shirley ~
Hadeel - she's leaving Amman! How horrible - why don't you come to Amman and live with me? I'm sure there's more order than in Cairo :)
I do NOT flirt with falafel shop men.
Gracey, I don't know about that... first it was people in your building starting rumors, and now Cheryl is confirming your suspicious behavior ... hmmm I wonder if Grace's gone wild in Jordan ... oh my goodness, I guess it's true ;)
No, people just like to get me in (unfounded) trouble cause they think it's fun. Nice friends I have!
Grace Gone Wild?
That would sell. Sort of a Debbie Does Dallas thing. Grace Does Jordan.
Oh god.
Cheryl, you are welcome anytime to come over and watch "Pacifier" with my kids, eat popcorn and drink Koolaid. We'll take care of you family-style:P
Poor Grace, everyone assumes the worst of her. She does a little harmless flirting with the falafel shop guy and it somehow leads to Simon suggesting she star in her own porno. That's not fair.
I would have suggested that regardless.
Remind me to give Simon a big hug when I get back to T.O. Cause for some reason I feel I make forget to be nice and give him a slap instead.
Thanks, Kinzi. I will certainly take you up on it. I had a great time at the Thanksgiving luncheon :)
And, Bass - Grace loves the falafel men. They're greasy hands and thick beards...oooh, you can't even imagine.
Cheryl you're pushing your commenting priviledges.
May I remind you that not only do former professors of mine read my site, my mother does too, as does my 93-year-old grandmother.
Please behave. That goes for the rest of my dirty-minded friends. You know who you are!
As for the rest of you, this falafel man joke stems from a horrible night I had to walk home from a bar nearby and the guy at the falafel stand said some things that weren't very nice and made me want to jab the heel of my shoe in his eye.
Hence, the reason why I'm so "fond" of falafel men. Though this one guy is just setting a bad example for all the rest who I'm sure are standup citizens.
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