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Post by Dbaby on Jun 18, 2002 14:56:42 GMT -5
I almost DIED yesterday trying to get to one of my Temptations CD's!  I had left one at a friends house and went back to get it around 10:00 last night. Her house is on a corner, so my mom just parked there while I went to the door. Well, as I'm walking to the door, like, 5 police cars S-L-O-W-L-Y drive past and right next door, they all swirve to the side of the road and they get out of their cars with their guns and start SCREAMING things like "GET OUT! GET OUT!" and all this stuff. I was so scared I tried to just open my friends door, but it was locked.  So I'm all pounding on their door while all this is going on and she hears this and doesn't know if she WANTS to answer her door. But finally she was it was me and let me in. I grabbed the CD and ran out to my car. There was cops and people running all down the street. It was SO FREAKY! Then in the paper this morning it said that a Taxi driver was stabbed and all this stuff.  That is SO STRANGE because nothing like that ever happens. And I think our town has, like, one taxi. Just thought I'd share my near death story with ya! Heheheheh...
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Post by Ivory Fair on Jun 18, 2002 21:54:09 GMT -5
LOL! (((((You))))) and your stories! See why I call this girl "Mini-me" people? Tell 'em about the time you almost died when you tripped over your clarinet on stage.  I think that's how it goes. Anyway, that's what you get for loaning out your Tempts CDs. They are precious gems not meant to be lent. Don't do that!  |
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Post by Dbaby on Jun 18, 2002 23:22:07 GMT -5
Hmmmmm...... I don't remember tripping over my clairnet on STAGE (although I trip over it ALL THE TIME!) but I did almost die at Band Camp last year. This girl had her drill book in her back pocket she was sitting down right in front of where I was going to sit, so I started to sit down and she stood up and her drill book hit my clairnet and it went up and smashed into that bone thingie right above your eye socket. It was SO freaky, cuz everything turned all white and my eye was bleeding...... Those darn reeds! They'll kill you if you don't be careful!
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Post by sukkafu on Jun 19, 2002 0:57:55 GMT -5
you should be one of the dramatics-not the singers,the story tellers!  d babay i used to be an insurance agent- i'm glad i don't have to pay your policy!  |
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Post by Ivory Fair on Jun 19, 2002 7:40:57 GMT -5
Well, maybe I'm getting my story confused but I thought it was something about you tripping on stage, you were in the 6th or 7th grade I think. Hmmmm.......
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Post by Dbaby on Jun 19, 2002 14:32:02 GMT -5
sukkafu - LOL! Yeah, I have my own parking spot at the hospital!
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Post by fairladysoul on Jun 21, 2002 12:55:05 GMT -5
(((D-Baby))) Soooooo What's your point  Almost dying for a Tempts CD seems to me to be appropriate...not too much to ask...the least a good Tempts fan could do....maybe even a requirement for Tempts Fan Status For a minute I thought they were after ((((YOU)))) I couldn't imagine why they were after our Dbaby. Hope the fires are still staying away from you. |
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Post by DramaLJDiva on Jun 21, 2002 18:26:01 GMT -5
LOL@Sukka "You could be one of the Dramatics--not the singers, the storytellers!" HAAHAHAHA that was funny!
LOL DBaby at your story! Reminds me of the time I was eating at the food court in the mall a couple of months ago, when I realized that I had left my purse in the dressing room at one of the mall's department stores! (The dept store was upstairs, and the food court is downstairs) The purse had my new Dramatics CD in it and pictures I had taken at the concert I went to!
Well, as soon as I realized it, I FLEW out of my seat, still holding my ice cream cone, rushed to the escalator to the upper level, ran into the dressing room of that store and started POUNDING on the door of the dressing room stall I was in. I said, IS THERE A PURSE IN HERE? And another lady, not the one who was in that stall, peeked her head out and said "I found the purse and turned it in." I got my purse from the front desk and ran back down to the food court.
Ok, I got carried away with my story. ;D
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Post by sukkafu on Jun 22, 2002 2:34:46 GMT -5
diva,diva, u killz me wit the dramamines! i likes the purse story- it shows character that you banged on that stall! i would have kicked the door down! but then again i don't have a purse! |
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Post by Ivory Fair on Jun 22, 2002 8:30:58 GMT -5
You came out better than I did Diva. I left my wallet in a bathroom stall at Lenox Square one time and it was never heard from again. Of course I was only seven and the only thing valuable in there was a photo of my "boyfriend," also aged seven. Still, I was traumatized just the same.  |
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Post by Dbaby on Jun 22, 2002 16:46:35 GMT -5
Diva! LOL! See, just my luck, I would have ran out with my ice cream forgetting to PAY for it. |
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