tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964698794691718038.post713262580969846833..comments2024-02-24T18:21:32.681-07:00Comments on It Just Gets Stranger: Two Finals Done: and all is well (property)ELIhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11231200183264672395noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964698794691718038.post-69278722368931522142011-12-21T23:56:23.873-07:002011-12-21T23:56:23.873-07:00Wow... where to start? I was referred to you blog ...Wow... where to start? I was referred to you blog a few days ago and have thought of little since. I feel like a pathetic groupie or something. You are very possibly the funniest person I know (if I can say I know you) I don't know if it's because we have a very similar sense of humor but you hit my funny spot like only Brian Reagan has accomplished before! Thank you for the laughs but also giving me a lot to think about! You're now not only my daily entertainment but my motivation to have a 'stranger' (worthwhile) life!eskahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05184558248075876003noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964698794691718038.post-26395145806566189292011-12-21T22:37:31.591-07:002011-12-21T22:37:31.591-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.eskahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05184558248075876003noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964698794691718038.post-48604977387518661352008-12-15T16:38:00.000-07:002008-12-15T16:38:00.000-07:00oh eli. i'm glad you still have a sense of humour ...oh eli. i'm glad you still have a sense of humour even through this traumatic (dramatic?) time of your life. good luck with your hard final!nana and atomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05997647620236224725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964698794691718038.post-64920440195369191812008-12-15T08:27:00.000-07:002008-12-15T08:27:00.000-07:00There was a boy in 4th grade you sucked on the col...There was a boy in 4th grade you sucked on the collar of his t-shirt. His name was E.J. and he scared me. Naturally he had a crush on me.<BR/><BR/>That's really gross that you have to get locker room issued t-shirts to go to the gym. How do you know they really wash them at all? I don't want obese man-sweat all over me...sick! although, it would solve the problem of girls showing up to work out in their lingerie which seems to occur at every gym I've ever been to.Andreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13485337471339335531noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964698794691718038.post-54481865418357366532008-12-14T23:15:00.000-07:002008-12-14T23:15:00.000-07:00Eli, I have no clue how I stumbled upon your blog ...Eli, I have no clue how I stumbled upon your blog but it sounds like you're doing good! You're the best story teller. You need to write a bio.Michael and Emihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12809615009158142427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964698794691718038.post-77034661876941668792008-12-14T10:35:00.000-07:002008-12-14T10:35:00.000-07:00You are hilarious! I'm glad you survived your prop...You are hilarious! I'm glad you survived your property final. Good luck on your last one :) I'm sure you'll do great!Kallihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15579593076672329808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964698794691718038.post-26173249083103473742008-12-13T13:51:00.000-07:002008-12-13T13:51:00.000-07:00Oh one more thing...this reminds me of when I was ...Oh one more thing...this reminds me of when I was in 7th grade at West Jordan Middle School. We had to swim for gym. On the days we forgot our swimsuit, we had to wear one of the school suits...and you thought it was bad wearing the BYU gym shirts??? Can you imagine wearing a swim suit that you know has been worn by many other people over the years...and who knows when it was washed last???Krishellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00577163349108868911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964698794691718038.post-12681691894636476352008-12-13T13:49:00.000-07:002008-12-13T13:49:00.000-07:00Oh my gosh Eli! I am still laughing my head off! I...Oh my gosh Eli! I am still laughing my head off! I had to call Krishelle when I read this so we could laugh together. If you do learn how to make those shirts, will you make me one? Please try to make it the "close enough" size. And please try to get me some of those blue shorts as well.The Bell Familyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02989169748332443649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964698794691718038.post-3508962436446636602008-12-13T13:37:00.000-07:002008-12-13T13:37:00.000-07:00I was hoping you remembered that you were that kid...I was hoping you remembered that you were that kid in 4th grade who sucked on the collar of his shirts. I can still picture you in one of dad's shirts (the Simpson shirt or the Mario shirt) with the colar all the way down to the bellybutton and a big wet cirlce around it. Poor kid.Krishellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00577163349108868911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8964698794691718038.post-45482185123490623742008-12-13T09:26:00.000-07:002008-12-13T09:26:00.000-07:00Hi Son, you are especially hilarious when you are ...Hi Son, you are especially hilarious when you are sleep deprived, malnourished, under stress and disease ridden. Thanks for the laugh...we needed it. We are franctically looking for a Handy Stitch Mini Sewing Machine for you to carry to the BYU gym so you can alter your work out shirts on the spot?? These sound like the same shirts (same sizes, same holes, same color-gray) that we wore 35 years ago at the Y. You might want to put in their suggestion box that it is time to UPDATE their inventory. <BR/><BR/>PS are the mashed potatoes the left overs I sent you home with from Thanksgiving!!?? UUUGGGGHHH!!Cathiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18126674065287000717noreply@blogger.com