tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1689381332259322103.post5894155499333780..comments2009-07-21T15:21:28.311-04:00Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16576201339765283688noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1689381332259322103.post-82497680940558175862009-07-21T15:21:28.311-04:002009-07-21T15:21:28.311-04:00Thanks Brett! You totally made me smile. <br /><br />xoxo,<br />annaAnnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16576201339765283688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1689381332259322103.post-25896795980084830352009-07-21T15:06:35.993-04:002009-07-21T15:06:35.993-04:00This post made me put Suicidal Tendencies first album on repeat.<br /><br />Keep up the great work!Bretthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12852870367939019216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1689381332259322103.post-20610651900641683342009-07-20T16:16:02.274-04:002009-07-20T16:16:02.274-04:00I have lusted after skaters all through late high school, college and beyond and now, through some bizzaro twist of fate, I am engaged to one. Sure, he&#39;s more of a casual skater these days, but boy was I pumped when he mentioned his 4-wheeled hobby on an early date! I love him dearly and I still enjoy that he&#39;s a skater, but let me tell you, it&#39;s no less irritating when we wind up scheduling our week around making sure he can &quot;get in a sesh&quot; or when we&#39;re out and I find myself talking to air because he&#39;s looking for the source of that conspicuous wheels-on-pavement sound. Not to mention the occasional bloody wounds and hideously huge bruises...Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15160819948574493463noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1689381332259322103.post-55740762445133525912009-07-17T13:27:42.000-04:002009-07-17T13:27:42.000-04:00Skaters never wanted to date me either, Anna.<br /><br />Thanks for the insight, Jon.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00243882189877120839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1689381332259322103.post-39167252195982385982009-07-17T11:17:40.374-04:002009-07-17T11:17:40.374-04:00You didn&#39;t miss much. Next time you feel regretful about it, try to recall this image: In college I hung out with a house-full of skaters. Of the 6 of them, 2 did not own tooth brushes. They &quot;cleaned&quot; their teeth by rubbing a washcloth on them while they were in the shower. The same washcloth they used to wash the rest of their bodies. And they shared this washcloth. This was not strange to anyone but me.Jon Asherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04094303418831995033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1689381332259322103.post-77490134439087475992009-07-17T10:45:27.274-04:002009-07-17T10:45:27.274-04:00you know what not fun? watching your skater land tricks for hours just *hoping* he will make out with you. Here&#39;s how it ends: he doesn&#39;t.Juls215http://www.blogger.com/profile/07676393736410054106noreply@blogger.com