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January 4, 2009
Let me tell you a story
Posted by Y at January 4, 2009 11:50 PM
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The story part of the story seems to be missing, heh.

Posted by: Edie at January 4, 2009 11:56 PM

... of a girl named Y who lived in California.

Posted by: Maria at January 5, 2009 1:28 AM

..who was busy with 3 lovely kids....all of them had hair of black...like their mother...

Posted by: angie at January 5, 2009 4:09 AM

I hope eveything is ok.

Posted by: lynne at January 5, 2009 4:20 AM

We now return you to your regularly scheduled broadcast??

Posted by: daysgoby at January 5, 2009 5:39 AM

Um, the story was lacking something. A plot, perhaps? And words? :)

I know, I know, everybody's a critic, right?

Posted by: Marmite Breath at January 5, 2009 6:19 AM

all about how/my life got flipped/turned upside down

Wait.
What?

Posted by: Maria at January 5, 2009 6:44 AM

Well, there's an ad underneath, but unless *that's* the story, then it appears I am once again in the dark. :)

Posted by: Kristie at January 5, 2009 6:52 AM

That was a heck of short story. ;)

Posted by: catnip at January 5, 2009 7:16 AM

This is a test. In the event of a real emergency an announcement would follow.

Posted by: mrs darling at January 5, 2009 7:21 AM

.....is this the story about BJs you promised you were going to write in your FB status? If it is, it's pretty much like the ones around here, non existant! Heh I am so funny.

Posted by: Helen at January 5, 2009 7:34 AM

It's the story of how Yvonne hit publish instead of save draft. One of my favorites!

Posted by: Carrisa at January 5, 2009 7:56 AM

This is a great trick for story ideas! Hmmm, maybe about kids, school, crazy holidays and getting back to routine?

Posted by: Vanessa at January 5, 2009 8:24 AM

edge of y'seat kinda stuff that...

Posted by: christine Gill at January 5, 2009 8:24 AM

Hey thats the story of my life too.

Posted by: Karen at January 5, 2009 9:00 AM

Well, shit.

First of all, I love you guys. You never disappoint me.

Second-- Carissa got it right. I meant to save this to draft, but the vicodin must have made me hit publish instead. I should delete it, but the comments make me laugh, so it's staying.

And I'm filing this under "I'm a dumbass."

Posted by: Y at January 5, 2009 9:25 AM

Great cliff hanger! :)

Posted by: Special K at January 5, 2009 10:46 AM

...who popped one too many pills that her English skills dissipated in the haze.

Posted by: patois at January 5, 2009 10:48 AM

You are a trailblazer.

Monet is the father of Impressionism, Wright the Arts and Crafts movement, Picasso Cubism, and now Yvonne with wordless blogging. We'll call it Wogging, or in honor of you, Yogging.

Posted by: Chris at January 5, 2009 11:10 AM

Èçâèíèòå, âû — íåãð, èëè ýòî ó âàñ ñèíÿê òàêîé

Posted by: SalvadorLF at January 5, 2009 11:25 AM

...about a little guy that lives in a blue world?

(and all day and all night and everything he sees is just blue?)

Posted by: e at January 5, 2009 11:40 AM

... of how I deliberately hit publish to see if my readers would rise to the occasion. And they did. :-)

Posted by: Maria at January 5, 2009 12:35 PM

Hush up y'all and let her tell it! ;)

Posted by: norm at January 5, 2009 1:02 PM

The comments are a riot!

Posted by: Beckie at January 5, 2009 1:38 PM

Âïåðâûå ñëûøó, ÿ â øîêå

Posted by: BXBrian at January 5, 2009 1:40 PM

Was it a dark and stormy night? I like ones that start like that :)

Posted by: jadine at January 5, 2009 2:32 PM

"... bout a man named Charlie on a tragic and fateful day"
reference only understood by Bostonians who sing in bars.

Posted by: rose at January 5, 2009 2:40 PM

Minimalism really is the

Posted by: Backpacking Dad at January 5, 2009 9:19 PM

this is totally cracking me up. Yogging! Ha!

Posted by: Jenny at January 7, 2009 8:15 AM

The sad thing is this post is better than all the posts I've done the last five months!

Posted by: Bethany at January 7, 2009 12:00 PM
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