<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:53:34.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><subtitle type='html'>"If you don't have anything nice to say, come sit next to me." 
                                     -- Alice Roosevelt Longworth</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>413</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-8660161800102748602</id><published>2009-04-08T08:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T09:00:20.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LW(wide-eyed): "I'm not Jesus or anything, but I feel like I got the whole world in my hands."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/8660161800102748602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/8660161800102748602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#8660161800102748602' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-5432510542882788045</id><published>2009-03-27T10:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T10:24:58.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JC : "I went in at noon and had my daughter at 1:30! Because I didn't have a clue. I mean.... it was kinda hurting."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5432510542882788045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5432510542882788045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#5432510542882788045' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-5116764371258859796</id><published>2009-03-22T14:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:24:25.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MW: "So, we're doing the Five Boros bike ride. You start in Battery Park, ride around  Brooklyn, etc. to Staten Island. Then you ride back from Staten Island to Battery Park on a free ferry.HD: "I'd like a free fairy."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5116764371258859796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5116764371258859796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#5116764371258859796' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-8481191867348066604</id><published>2009-03-19T16:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T16:41:42.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JP: "Even if you have spell check on, you gotta check it. At least in the early days of 'word replacement' ... in an accounts report I did, it made all of my client's warehouses into whorehouses."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/8481191867348066604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/8481191867348066604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#8481191867348066604' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-234036544276719615</id><published>2009-03-13T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T13:07:10.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PY: "Skip Masters?! What a bad name for an editor!"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/234036544276719615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/234036544276719615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#234036544276719615' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-7633562099206195688</id><published>2009-03-11T08:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T09:00:16.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LW: "I have a theory: God made the weather cold again because people's feet weren't ready. I saw some guy in sandals on the L with nasty toenails."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/7633562099206195688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/7633562099206195688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#7633562099206195688' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-5413363910641038158</id><published>2009-03-09T11:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T11:39:14.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PY (talking on the phone to his pregnant wife): ".... because your fat butt broke it."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5413363910641038158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5413363910641038158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#5413363910641038158' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-6850744120620940084</id><published>2009-03-08T08:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T08:50:45.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CF:  "My spreadsheets talk to each other."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6850744120620940084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6850744120620940084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#6850744120620940084' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-5319032288729858908</id><published>2009-03-05T21:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:20:42.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LW: "When I was little my mama used to say: 'get a hat on your head or you're gonna catch pneumonia in yo ass!'."TW: "I would have said, 'Hey, I'm 4 years old! Bitch!'."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5319032288729858908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5319032288729858908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#5319032288729858908' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-6169955512718145923</id><published>2009-02-25T10:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T10:20:03.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LW: "I'll try the strategy thing. But you know, the best laid plans don't always get cha laid the way you planned, but I'll try."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6169955512718145923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6169955512718145923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#6169955512718145923' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-2667831973062429166</id><published>2009-02-03T13:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:29:30.667-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ES: "I love winter because all the dog poop is frozen."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/2667831973062429166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/2667831973062429166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#2667831973062429166' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-114973471516520481</id><published>2009-02-03T13:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:21:49.248-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KS:  "It's the storm before the calm."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/114973471516520481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/114973471516520481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#114973471516520481' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-3341931737305209986</id><published>2009-01-21T08:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:42:02.184-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KS:  "When I was in high school, I was voted 'most likely to balance  the budget for the president'."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/3341931737305209986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/3341931737305209986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#3341931737305209986' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-3299047790543564149</id><published>2009-01-16T15:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:29:38.149-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MW: "Don't go out there!!"PY: "Where?"MW: "Well, you have your coat on. Looks like you're going outside."PY: "No. I'm working in edit 3."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/3299047790543564149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/3299047790543564149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#3299047790543564149' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-3372757038183441641</id><published>2009-01-13T16:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T16:38:31.922-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>client: “Ok, so the camera you will be sending over …… will that be Standard Process or HP?”CS: "Oh, God!  Two MORE formats we have to deal with??!?!?  Where will it all end?"CJ: "God bless clients -- each and every one."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/3372757038183441641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/3372757038183441641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#3372757038183441641' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-2513978126356880354</id><published>2009-01-08T16:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T16:05:25.784-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RR: "All this working at night is cutting into my drinking."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/2513978126356880354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/2513978126356880354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#2513978126356880354' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-2221848852271899798</id><published>2009-01-07T12:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T12:19:18.649-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JL: "If you let the temperature get above 180 degrees, you're fucked! Culinarily speaking."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/2221848852271899798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/2221848852271899798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#2221848852271899798' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-1609800792756473354</id><published>2008-12-10T10:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:51:08.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JP (waving the a kitchen sponge in the air): "I'll have you know that I fixed a 3/4" deck with this."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1609800792756473354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1609800792756473354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#1609800792756473354' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-8834029520794666878</id><published>2008-12-05T15:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T15:38:06.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LW: "Oh my god! I just saw this woman on our stage. She's like an AMAZON. Like 6'5" tall. She looks like she could eat you. But you might enjoy it though."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/8834029520794666878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/8834029520794666878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#8834029520794666878' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-1198692701169250219</id><published>2008-12-04T00:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T00:14:05.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CF:  "I think it's funny that I have to rush to buy snails."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1198692701169250219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1198692701169250219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#1198692701169250219' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-6036952065696297228</id><published>2008-11-30T09:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T09:19:10.565-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LB: "My Aunt Kate used to keep her underwear in the glove compartment."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6036952065696297228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6036952065696297228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#6036952065696297228' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-1761042795951703603</id><published>2008-11-26T09:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T14:58:52.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KS: "So, if my grandma dies, what's the timeline for a funeral?"Funeral Director: "I'll have her embalmed in 2 hours and she'll be good 'til Christmas."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1761042795951703603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1761042795951703603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#1761042795951703603' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-1346504144151865088</id><published>2008-11-19T22:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:30:04.839-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KG: "I have to get my hair cut. It grows like a chia pet."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1346504144151865088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1346504144151865088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#1346504144151865088' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-4160167202890650656</id><published>2008-11-19T22:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:05:19.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AS: "Who cares if it's bad weather there in Chicago... Barack Obama is president!"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4160167202890650656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4160167202890650656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#4160167202890650656' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-4272571957492112356</id><published>2008-11-06T21:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:13:01.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TP: "Did you hear about the woman who was jogging and got attacked by a rabid fox?  She kept jogging a mile to her car with it latched onto her arm! Man, I couldn't run a mile without a fox attached to my arm."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4272571957492112356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4272571957492112356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#4272571957492112356' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-5153762480357708583</id><published>2008-10-30T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:17:20.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RR: "Doug, we're really liking your voiceover read.  Your voice is so soothing.  It would really be good in an emergency."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5153762480357708583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5153762480357708583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#5153762480357708583' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-7976807236091664073</id><published>2008-10-15T14:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T14:05:34.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RR: "Do I need an umbrella?"JL: "It’s not raining that hard."RR: "Well, any rain is going to be wet."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/7976807236091664073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/7976807236091664073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#7976807236091664073' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-1481853808536307200</id><published>2008-10-08T09:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:22:47.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DR:  "I'm not jewish, I'm just pre-christian."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1481853808536307200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1481853808536307200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#1481853808536307200' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-253515341129413123</id><published>2008-10-08T09:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:06:21.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DR: "Hey, is that Charles Manson tattooed on your arm?"TM: "Um, no, it's Jesus."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/253515341129413123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/253515341129413123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#253515341129413123' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-3937127022257682803</id><published>2008-10-07T10:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T10:04:06.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CS: "The people at Countrywide Mortgage said, 'Sue us! Yes, that's exactly what we want you to do... sue us!'"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/3937127022257682803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/3937127022257682803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#3937127022257682803' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-5942743591630734713</id><published>2008-10-07T09:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T09:58:22.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BG: "Sometimes talking to yourself is the only way of having a reasonable conversation."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5942743591630734713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5942743591630734713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#5942743591630734713' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-6885836315639447545</id><published>2008-10-06T12:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:36:03.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ES: "We're going to order from Julibee Juice for lunch."BG: "But I don't like Jewish food."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6885836315639447545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6885836315639447545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#6885836315639447545' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-6026528146066978517</id><published>2008-10-06T12:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:34:46.297-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>guy on the street: "Hey, are your dog's eyes supposed to be pink like that?"JG: "He's an albino. It's a genetic aberration."guy: "Oh, Australian!"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6026528146066978517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6026528146066978517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#6026528146066978517' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-6832042027464189136</id><published>2008-10-06T11:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:00:46.062-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LW:  "OK, you guys finally got OJ."RR: "Ya, well we're giving you a president."JL:  "That seems fair, OJ for a president."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6832042027464189136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6832042027464189136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#6832042027464189136' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-530257384951908750</id><published>2008-09-17T14:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T14:10:40.445-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BC: "Did you enjoy your lunch?"CS: "Well... yes... until I got to the part where I opened the little plastic container of white sauce that normally would be ztatziki sauce that one puts on falafel. Except that it was tartar sauce."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/530257384951908750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/530257384951908750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#530257384951908750' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-3064529359874821011</id><published>2008-09-09T13:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T13:04:48.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DLP: "I'm not giving my money to Obama. I'm giving it to the National Enquirer so they can keep digging."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/3064529359874821011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/3064529359874821011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#3064529359874821011' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-3596105860461186901</id><published>2008-09-07T18:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:36:00.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BB: "My son is 9 months old. Just took his first steps the other day. And his little personality is starting to come out. He's kind of  a dick."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/3596105860461186901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/3596105860461186901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#3596105860461186901' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-7524601896615423936</id><published>2008-09-07T18:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:34:25.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MM: "Yes, it was fine. But I prefer to enjoy my art sober."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/7524601896615423936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/7524601896615423936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#7524601896615423936' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-6864572298687661104</id><published>2008-09-07T18:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:33:51.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DB: "If I were a pony, I'd be food driven too."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6864572298687661104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6864572298687661104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#6864572298687661104' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-8898303896298536563</id><published>2008-09-05T12:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T12:46:16.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GM: "We don't have eighth notes or sixteenth notes and such in England. So, a hemi-demi-semi-quaver has 4 thick black lines. It's a 64th note. A quarter note is a crotchet."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/8898303896298536563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/8898303896298536563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#8898303896298536563' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-5146352425738369433</id><published>2008-08-31T22:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:35:34.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MW: "We have this phrase in our industry about herding editors is like herding cats."MP: "I know how to herd cats. That's easy."MW: "Must know!"MP: "Catnip."MW: "What's the catnip for editors?"MP: "Buffalo wings."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5146352425738369433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5146352425738369433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#5146352425738369433' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-223652520058658832</id><published>2008-08-20T11:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:02:42.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AN: "This is the weirdest thing. I remember the food but not the edit."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/223652520058658832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/223652520058658832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#223652520058658832' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-2846372557431903601</id><published>2008-08-19T15:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T15:28:39.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MW: "I remember when you went through a phase where you wondered if you'd ever meet your soul mate."LF: "Oh I met him! Remember? What was his name?"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/2846372557431903601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/2846372557431903601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2846372557431903601' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-6019283223787884241</id><published>2008-08-19T15:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T15:27:31.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JL: "Alright. I'm off to find six live ducks and a pitching machine."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6019283223787884241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6019283223787884241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#6019283223787884241' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-6541671197097617010</id><published>2008-08-15T09:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T09:51:16.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MP: "Look, I've gotten a squirt gun for when the employees get lippy and sass me."SM: "If you really mean business, you'll put urine in it."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6541671197097617010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6541671197097617010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#6541671197097617010' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-7147137736711041642</id><published>2008-08-14T13:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T13:15:50.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SJ: "I hate when those cameramen keep shooting. The more tape you have... the more you have to work."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/7147137736711041642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/7147137736711041642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#7147137736711041642' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-6695621085339288700</id><published>2008-08-14T13:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T13:14:51.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Overheard at the ball game: "How hammered did you get your mother last night?"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6695621085339288700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6695621085339288700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#6695621085339288700' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-3688241913551202693</id><published>2008-08-12T16:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T16:15:23.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MW: "Wait. It was your neighbor who broke into your car?"LW: "Yeah ... the crackhead across the street. But when we had that tornado, his baby-mama's car got smashed by a tree."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/3688241913551202693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/3688241913551202693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3688241913551202693' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-1979776242809082429</id><published>2008-08-12T16:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T16:12:44.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LW: "Yes, well, I guess I prefer to get my information from a brunette."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1979776242809082429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1979776242809082429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#1979776242809082429' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-3266298434873006123</id><published>2008-07-22T09:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T09:03:34.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MP: “I just swallowed my gum. Do you think that’s bad if I swallow my gum all the time?”JP: “There would be a lot of dead kids lying around if it were that bad for you.”</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/3266298434873006123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/3266298434873006123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#3266298434873006123' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-2570871057491005765</id><published>2008-07-18T17:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T17:22:53.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MG: "You know, um, Pat... I think I wanna Buff-a-Que."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/2570871057491005765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/2570871057491005765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#2570871057491005765' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-8418269661573468319</id><published>2008-07-09T13:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T13:08:16.574-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PC: "Yes, I'm making a video for the IEPA about people who have little mini wetlands on their property."SJ: "Well, I have a mini wetland in my laundry room!"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/8418269661573468319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/8418269661573468319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#8418269661573468319' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-1861331853391511675</id><published>2008-07-05T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T13:34:08.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RR: "So we tried this new Korean BBQ restaurant last night.  Weird place but the food was really great!"SF:  (senior citizen)  "You know, mother doesn't like the Asians."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1861331853391511675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1861331853391511675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#1861331853391511675' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-6947033499360709109</id><published>2008-07-03T10:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T10:56:36.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DW:  "I don't know anything about beer.  All I know is pilsen."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6947033499360709109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6947033499360709109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#6947033499360709109' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-5706599994790808125</id><published>2008-07-02T23:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:23:27.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EH: "When we were young, and my sister (who has diabetes) was mean to me... I would say to her 'you know, someday you're going to need a kidney from me and I'm not going to give it to you!'."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5706599994790808125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5706599994790808125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#5706599994790808125' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-5674859153329454975</id><published>2008-06-25T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T15:51:08.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ES:  "This morning, while walking the dog, I slipped on some  mulberrys and landed on my bag of dog poop".</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5674859153329454975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5674859153329454975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#5674859153329454975' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-4117955933232593817</id><published>2008-06-25T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T13:56:09.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TW: "That's perfect. It looks shitty."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4117955933232593817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4117955933232593817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#4117955933232593817' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-4044920501221374314</id><published>2008-06-16T10:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T10:51:21.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CJ:  "Dawn, if you had your choice, would you want big pigs or little pigs?"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4044920501221374314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4044920501221374314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#4044920501221374314' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-1608252208086143825</id><published>2008-06-13T16:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T16:11:25.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SC: "Now, hypothetically speaking, if we get married.." JH: (sigh)SC: "...my bridesmaids could wear Rams cheerleader outfits, and your groomsmen can dress like zombies." JH: (expression quickly changes from stressed to relieved) "Now that actually sounds doable,"SC: "We can have a Halloween wedding." JH: "Deal!"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1608252208086143825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1608252208086143825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#1608252208086143825' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-726703256465652459</id><published>2008-06-09T13:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T13:33:36.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GM: "I saw is documentary. It was about a little town near Lancaster that had a tradition of an old English dance called Nutting. It said, 'There's more than meets the eye with Nutting.'"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/726703256465652459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/726703256465652459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#726703256465652459' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-2078229591568556513</id><published>2008-06-06T14:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T14:03:46.622-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BG: "I've gotten a postcard from my darling daughter. She was travelling and came upon something that made her think of me. It was Lake Mini Wanker."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/2078229591568556513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/2078229591568556513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#2078229591568556513' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-68797094561672737</id><published>2008-06-06T14:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T14:04:31.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SC: "What's wrong with the bar Coyote Ugly?"HL: "It's like 95% men.. in a bad way."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/68797094561672737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/68797094561672737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#68797094561672737' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-4516545198944056106</id><published>2008-06-04T13:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T13:41:15.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BG to RS: "You're too young for a hot splicer!"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4516545198944056106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4516545198944056106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#4516545198944056106' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-2123143640676945627</id><published>2008-06-04T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T13:40:01.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KS to DW: "I had a dream about you last night.  We were driving  around looking at pig farms, and they wouldn't let us have a  cameraman so we were taking turns shooting.  Then the pig farmer  said, 'Tell me about yourself', and you said you had just gotten  engaged.  I was so mad that you didn't tell me.  And you'd tell the  pig farmer before me!"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/2123143640676945627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/2123143640676945627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#2123143640676945627' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-9070395543447864707</id><published>2008-05-23T15:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T15:38:28.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JH: "My parents don't cuddle."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/9070395543447864707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/9070395543447864707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#9070395543447864707' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-4725239176596602245</id><published>2008-05-17T14:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T14:10:40.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MP: "Oh come on, Dad. Christianity has more holes in it than Jesus."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4725239176596602245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4725239176596602245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#4725239176596602245' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-5019795203717208552</id><published>2008-05-15T14:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T14:22:54.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ES: "I don't do any cooking."BG: "I suppose that means you don't do pole dancing either. I had to give it up because I did have a rather nasty pole dancing accident."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5019795203717208552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5019795203717208552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#5019795203717208552' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-823044447250367284</id><published>2008-05-14T17:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T17:43:41.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GM: "I've got to have a pee. I'm dying to have a pee, but I suppose I could wait 'til we arrive there."BG: "Yes, then you can wet yourself in a spectaular manner while giving your lecture."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/823044447250367284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/823044447250367284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#823044447250367284' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-4426427386906656908</id><published>2008-05-13T16:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T16:23:05.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SC: "Aren't I nice when I'm super tired?"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4426427386906656908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4426427386906656908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#4426427386906656908' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-222247165772127522</id><published>2008-05-13T10:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T10:08:47.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MW: "Flip flops. Just the thing for today."SC: "Right. Like it's cold, yet my feet need to be free."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/222247165772127522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/222247165772127522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#222247165772127522' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-7285033255498016226</id><published>2008-05-07T11:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T11:36:48.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MP: "I'm waiting to see how today’s edit goes with the Potato people..."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/7285033255498016226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/7285033255498016226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#7285033255498016226' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-654542834275800287</id><published>2008-05-01T13:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T13:46:17.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KS: "When I was 8 I wrote a will.  My Barbies go to Jessica, my bike  goes to Ellen and please don't serve meatloaf at my funeral."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/654542834275800287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/654542834275800287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#654542834275800287' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-8372281529136309262</id><published>2008-05-01T09:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T09:15:53.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JP: "Look, that girl's t-shirt says 'it's raining men'."MW: "That's a college thing."JP: "That's certainly what it was like for me in college. I was raining all the time!"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/8372281529136309262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/8372281529136309262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#8372281529136309262' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-4854732143595488549</id><published>2008-04-18T09:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T09:45:08.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MW: "Leonard, how come you're all dressed up?"LW: "Didn't you get the memo? There's a tour coming through and we're supposed to dress professionaly."MW: "I forgot!"LW: "Well, me and Hillary seem to be the only ones who got the memo."MW: "What's she wearing."LW: "Fishnets and heels."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4854732143595488549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4854732143595488549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#4854732143595488549' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-1816487343719530820</id><published>2008-04-14T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T13:05:25.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JS, astronomer: "Uranus is a vast and frigid giant."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1816487343719530820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1816487343719530820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#1816487343719530820' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-2788394581499636212</id><published>2008-04-14T13:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T13:04:26.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JP: "Why do today what you can put off until tomorrow and then never do anyway!"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/2788394581499636212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/2788394581499636212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#2788394581499636212' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-7090276222750979036</id><published>2008-03-24T06:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T06:48:17.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RD: "So, what image should we see at the end of the Uranus section? Should we see it one last time... say good bye to Uranus?"GM: "Yes. Sort of like kissing your ass good bye?"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/7090276222750979036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/7090276222750979036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#7090276222750979036' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-5575531224139559713</id><published>2008-03-24T06:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T06:43:31.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SF: "...and so she went up to the man behind the counter and said, 'Sir, this chicken you sold me only has two legs.', and he said, 'ma'am, as far as I know chickens only have two legs.'"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5575531224139559713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5575531224139559713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#5575531224139559713' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-1537474654140906078</id><published>2008-03-14T16:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T16:34:32.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PY: "Hey Stephanie (on the phone), can you transfer me to myself?"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1537474654140906078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1537474654140906078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1537474654140906078' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-2013791622075073128</id><published>2008-03-09T23:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T23:22:08.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RR: "Have you gone to Buzz on Wednesdays."TW: "No, but I've been to Fizz on Tuesdays."JB: "You are such cunning linguists."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/2013791622075073128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/2013791622075073128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#2013791622075073128' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-4640384661140156862</id><published>2008-03-07T18:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T18:51:14.672-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AM(after taking her 6 year old to a theatre production which included 2 skeletons having intercourse): "Charlotte, how did you like the play?"CM: "It was ok, but there was too much loving. It's ok when you and daddy do it, but I don't like to see it all the time."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4640384661140156862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4640384661140156862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#4640384661140156862' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-4326602363885767476</id><published>2008-03-07T18:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T18:44:29.668-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MP: "I try to be equally shitty to everyone."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4326602363885767476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4326602363885767476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#4326602363885767476' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-409261828519212865</id><published>2008-03-07T18:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T18:43:31.941-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RR: "Only one sausage once a day. No having sausage for every meal."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/409261828519212865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/409261828519212865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#409261828519212865' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-2637469016604266418</id><published>2008-03-07T18:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T18:42:42.241-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RR: "... And don't get peanuts on my labels."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/2637469016604266418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/2637469016604266418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#2637469016604266418' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-1689820975989309018</id><published>2008-02-12T11:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T11:08:01.728-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DP: "Dude! You've got a thing for Condi Rice? That's weird."LW: "Not as werid as a crush on JH."DP: "Not a crush, really. I'd say it's more of a morbid fascination."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1689820975989309018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1689820975989309018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#1689820975989309018' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-504013581892872947</id><published>2008-01-14T14:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T14:13:13.359-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MG:  "I told my girlfriend that I was calling her "the ladyfriend" and she didn't like that.  So now I have to call her the girlfriend."RR: "Yea, I hate saying 'boyfriend' at my age, I say 'manfriend'  ... people laugh at me."MG: "She said, 'what should I call you?'  I said I'm your manfellow."laughter...RR: "Maybe we need a new one.  How about man-companion or 'manpanion'."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/504013581892872947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/504013581892872947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#504013581892872947' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-3915569944273968773</id><published>2008-01-14T14:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T14:09:57.124-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BG: "Sex is wonderful, but (waving a chocolate truffle in the air) there's nothing like the real thing."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/3915569944273968773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/3915569944273968773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#3915569944273968773' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-1896100850703745730</id><published>2008-01-09T20:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T20:07:13.647-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SH: "Last night my sister and I were sitting in the den and I said to her, 'I never want to live in a vegetative state, dependent on some machine and fluids from a bottle to keep me alive.  That would be no quality of life at all,  If that ever happens, just pull the plug.' So she got up, unplugged the computer, and threw out my wine. She's such a bitch."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1896100850703745730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/1896100850703745730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#1896100850703745730' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-9151166691612970318</id><published>2007-12-10T09:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T09:33:07.368-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MG: "How did your date go last night?"JL: "Very well."MG: "Oh, so that means there will be a date number 2?"JL: "Oh yes. There will be a date number 2. And then comes date number 3. My favorite date. Ooh, did I say that out loud?"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/9151166691612970318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/9151166691612970318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#9151166691612970318' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-4905047321892430882</id><published>2007-12-07T12:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T12:38:13.941-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(a group, inter-office email)MT: "We are suggesting some salsa dancing after tomorrow’s party. Deep throats are welcome too.  It does not matter if they dance or not.  Just have fun!"CJ: "Am I reading that correctly?"MT: "Sorry! In Spanish, garganta profunda or Deep throat means someone who likes to drink."CJ: "It means something a little different here."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4905047321892430882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4905047321892430882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#4905047321892430882' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-4457085952335121521</id><published>2007-12-06T13:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T13:05:26.077-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CF: "I used to play that song on the accordion, but it didn't sound very good."RR: "Did you ever have your bag seasoned?"CF: "(laughing) Excuse me?"RR: "Oh.  That's the bagpipes.  I get them confused.  They're both ridiculous instruments."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4457085952335121521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4457085952335121521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#4457085952335121521' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-7311914663944077573</id><published>2007-12-06T09:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T09:55:54.993-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JL: "Oh my god, I have 165 spam emails on my business email address. Apparently, sometone thinks my penis should be bigger."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/7311914663944077573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/7311914663944077573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#7311914663944077573' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-8334402866353264629</id><published>2007-12-05T17:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T17:52:13.499-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SM: "With this thing, I can see around corners."MM: "Nifty!"SM: "Yeah, I feel like I'm Special Ops."SC: "I feel like you're Special Ed."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/8334402866353264629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/8334402866353264629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#8334402866353264629' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-6937392697614784581</id><published>2007-12-03T21:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T21:36:20.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RR: "What did you see written on your garage when you looked out the window?"CS: "R.I.P. White Folks."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6937392697614784581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/6937392697614784581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#6937392697614784581' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-7059872532486248756</id><published>2007-11-29T10:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T10:51:59.409-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ES: "My friend's mom died. Yeah, I'm running out of childhood friends' mothers."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/7059872532486248756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/7059872532486248756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#7059872532486248756' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-111606622660419764</id><published>2007-11-20T08:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T08:54:17.971-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JL: "That's my favorite kind of food!"MW: "What is it?"JL: "Free!!"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/111606622660419764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/111606622660419764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#111606622660419764' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-676228957665171039</id><published>2007-11-19T13:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T13:45:35.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JH: "My 'boob-dar' is as good as my 'gay-dar'. I can not only detect the presence of hooters, but I can detect fake ones."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/676228957665171039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/676228957665171039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#676228957665171039' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-5070033704939062303</id><published>2007-11-13T13:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T13:10:59.066-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CF (going to lunch): "OK...I'm off to see the wizard."RR: "Say hi."CF: "I'm going for a heart, AND a brain."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5070033704939062303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/5070033704939062303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#5070033704939062303' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-4874341099116569181</id><published>2007-11-13T09:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T09:30:24.662-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DC: "I love working on the health shows. Although it's no secret that I don't want to work on erectile dysfuncion."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4874341099116569181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/4874341099116569181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#4874341099116569181' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5640455.post-3613774214803876257</id><published>2007-11-12T14:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T14:39:52.067-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MP: "I don't like pickles and I've never eaten an olive. They look like eyeballs. Eewww."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/3613774214803876257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5640455/posts/default/3613774214803876257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twbquotes.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#3613774214803876257' title=''/><author><name>Marilyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16982825446067551763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
