Comments on: Have I Ever?

By: lawhawk

lawhawk — Tue, 28 Nov 2006 02:12:12 +0000

I took up the challenge and posted my answers here.

By: Yabu

Yabu — Sun, 26 Nov 2006 19:11:51 +0000

I took a leak half way up No. 16. When you gotta go, you gotta go.

By: That 1 Guy

That 1 Guy — Sat, 25 Nov 2006 20:27:47 +0000

60. Taken a martial arts class–No. It would mess up my hair.

Heheheh… loved that one, Jimbo. I may have to save this, and use it on one of my many braincramp days.

By: bogie

bogie — Sat, 25 Nov 2006 11:46:28 +0000

Actually, #99 was supposed to be #100. Somehow, I managed to whipe out the real #99 (Have you ever given blood?) without noticing.

By: Teresa

Teresa — Sat, 25 Nov 2006 05:49:57 +0000

Parasailing… Jim no!!! It’s the equivalent of skydiving with a boat… You go way up and then have to come down! Yikers.

For me this set of questions wouldn’t be worth it - I’d have to answer so many of them “NO” everyone would drop off to sleep half way thru. *grin*

By: eCache » Blog Archive » Have I Ever . . .

eCache » Blog Archive » Have I Ever . . . — Sat, 25 Nov 2006 04:37:02 +0000

[…] Have I Ever . . . Tags: Bob, FAQJust in time given that I had nothing pressing to write about this evening, Jim over at the Parkway Rest Stop posted a meme that I decided would be interesting to complete. Thanks Jim. […]

By: Jean

Jean — Sat, 25 Nov 2006 00:58:57 +0000

Very interesting… and downright comical at times!

By: Dino Crocetti

Dino Crocetti — Fri, 24 Nov 2006 23:36:55 +0000

Heh, I’ve been on the receiving end of #40 once in my life and never again. One minute I was doing shots of Jack and drinking Bud and the next thing I know, my head is in the toilet and I’m wretching my guts up! To this day, I still don’t remember how I got there!

Needless to say, I have NEVER had a taste for Jack Daniels ever again! I even threw away mt t-shirt.

By: Erica

Erica — Fri, 24 Nov 2006 19:00:05 +0000

Damn, I oughtta do one of these things sometime …. if anything, just eludicdate upon #92, which happened recently, but I dare not write about it on my blog, lest my mother find out.

Oh, to be young and reckless. And live to tell about it the next day.