<?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-5053297050999876809</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:44:36.445-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things That Theo Says</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-5696914629519749816</id><published>2007-08-08T15:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T15:49:41.174-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Only in the 80's man...</title><content type='html'>Brian: "Are you giving me a snow job?"&lt;br /&gt;Theo: "OOOH SNOWJOB! That Sounds Sexy!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-5696914629519749816?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/5696914629519749816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=5696914629519749816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5696914629519749816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5696914629519749816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/08/only-in-80s-man.html' title='Only in the 80&apos;s man...'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-3077826057732845215</id><published>2007-08-08T15:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T15:14:27.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is dancing for who?</title><content type='html'>"Hey Larry, tomorrow is Secretary's Day so don't forget it's the day for the lap dance."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-3077826057732845215?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/3077826057732845215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=3077826057732845215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/3077826057732845215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/3077826057732845215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/08/lap-dance.html' title='Who is dancing for who?'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-8490377851678688438</id><published>2007-08-07T17:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T15:14:48.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't think he understands the concept of detoxing</title><content type='html'>Theo: "Heather detoxes too, but she detoxes from people."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "In other words Heather stops talking to you for two weeks and you call it a detox?"&lt;br /&gt;Theo: "Well..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-8490377851678688438?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/8490377851678688438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=8490377851678688438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/8490377851678688438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/8490377851678688438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/08/silence-is-not-detox.html' title='I don&apos;t think he understands the concept of detoxing'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-6977126686243894290</id><published>2007-08-02T15:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T16:06:31.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes the setting is the worst part</title><content type='html'>(&lt;em&gt;In the second floor men's bathroom&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"From now on I am not going to hold it in for as long as I can. Instead I am just going to go when it comes. You know, like the indians."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-6977126686243894290?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/6977126686243894290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=6977126686243894290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/6977126686243894290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/6977126686243894290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/08/sometimes-setting-is-worst-part.html' title='Sometimes the setting is the worst part'/><author><name>dcm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07964955162898753639</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-302899751114498595</id><published>2007-08-01T11:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T11:17:39.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boogers</title><content type='html'>"My biology teacher in high school used to say that the carbon that comes out of your nose (ie boogers) could be the carbon from dinosaurs."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-302899751114498595?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/302899751114498595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=302899751114498595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/302899751114498595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/302899751114498595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/08/boogers.html' title='Boogers'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-2627988496563865428</id><published>2007-08-01T09:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T09:31:21.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He is one of those guys.</title><content type='html'>"I don't pee in closets although I did put my bed in there once and sleep in there."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-2627988496563865428?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/2627988496563865428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=2627988496563865428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/2627988496563865428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/2627988496563865428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/08/he-is-one-of-those-guys.html' title='He is one of those guys.'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-9061054645284739148</id><published>2007-07-31T15:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T15:58:35.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy Coated Chocolate Flavored Candy</title><content type='html'>Theo: "Yes Liz, it's more rocking than your usual affair."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "No, it's a fare, not affair."&lt;br /&gt;Theo: "It's more titillating for it to be an affair."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-9061054645284739148?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/9061054645284739148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=9061054645284739148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/9061054645284739148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/9061054645284739148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/07/candy-coated-chocolate-flavored-candy.html' title='Candy Coated Chocolate Flavored Candy'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-1177477706031613283</id><published>2007-07-30T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T16:51:15.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He definitely has a self confidence problem</title><content type='html'>"All my ideas are good ideas."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-1177477706031613283?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/1177477706031613283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=1177477706031613283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/1177477706031613283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/1177477706031613283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/07/he-definitely-has-self-confidence.html' title='He definitely has a self confidence problem'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-9053489119625354270</id><published>2007-07-24T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T15:38:00.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's talking about... pudding?</title><content type='html'>"It's like a personal massage on my tongue."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-9053489119625354270?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/9053489119625354270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=9053489119625354270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/9053489119625354270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/9053489119625354270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/07/hes-talking-about-pudding.html' title='He&apos;s talking about... pudding?'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-5239106058932824674</id><published>2007-07-24T12:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T12:04:23.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lactating...</title><content type='html'>"Seriously man, are you lactating? Stop massaging your nipples during work!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-5239106058932824674?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/5239106058932824674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=5239106058932824674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5239106058932824674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5239106058932824674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/07/lactating.html' title='Lactating...'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-7887622718971122889</id><published>2007-07-17T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T09:21:36.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not nominated for 2nd floor employee of the month</title><content type='html'>"What about you Bill, are you wet and tingly?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-7887622718971122889?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/7887622718971122889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=7887622718971122889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/7887622718971122889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/7887622718971122889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/07/not-nominated-for-2nd-floor-employee-of.html' title='Not nominated for 2nd floor employee of the month'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-7932205412607708716</id><published>2007-07-03T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T16:46:43.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>where does he think he's going?</title><content type='html'>"I just want you all to know that i"ve enjoyed working with you. you're good people and if i should be offered a job in tobago or barbados or san francisco or somewhere in europe i will have to bid you farewell. but until that time..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-7932205412607708716?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/7932205412607708716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=7932205412607708716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/7932205412607708716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/7932205412607708716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/07/where-does-he-think-hes-going.html' title='where does he think he&apos;s going?'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-3977883747669464727</id><published>2007-07-03T10:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T10:19:48.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>old meat?</title><content type='html'>"It smells like old meat in here. I SMELL LIKE OLD MEAT!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-3977883747669464727?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/3977883747669464727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=3977883747669464727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/3977883747669464727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/3977883747669464727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/07/whaaaaa.html' title='old meat?'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-4525222284550287212</id><published>2007-07-03T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T10:08:11.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever gets him in the mood</title><content type='html'>"Did you just try to grab my crotch?!? You just tried to grab my crotch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(30 Seconds Later)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey [name deleted], remember last night? How are your rug burns? Did you put some salve on that?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-4525222284550287212?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/4525222284550287212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=4525222284550287212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/4525222284550287212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/4525222284550287212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/07/whatever-gets-him-in-mood.html' title='Whatever gets him in the mood'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-6312775542810027932</id><published>2007-06-29T10:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T10:46:36.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anal probe-y?</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;(holds up a flashlighty thing to Annie)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo: "Do you like this?"&lt;br /&gt;Annie: "It looks a little anal probe-y."&lt;br /&gt;Theo: "Would you like an anal probe?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-6312775542810027932?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/6312775542810027932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=6312775542810027932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/6312775542810027932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/6312775542810027932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/anal-probe-y.html' title='Anal probe-y?'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-9006723372816101323</id><published>2007-06-29T10:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T10:41:50.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Such a sausage fest, It'll be like heaven for a woman"</title><content type='html'>"I also wanna go see Transformers cos there's gonna be like BIG LINE of hot chicks."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-9006723372816101323?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/9006723372816101323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=9006723372816101323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/9006723372816101323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/9006723372816101323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/such-sausage-fest-itll-be-like-heaven.html' title='&quot;Such a sausage fest, It&apos;ll be like heaven for a woman&quot;'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-686344489233791055</id><published>2007-06-29T10:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T13:32:55.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping You Abreast</title><content type='html'>"Mmmm Breasts. Yes!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-686344489233791055?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/686344489233791055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=686344489233791055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/686344489233791055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/686344489233791055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/keeping-you-abreast.html' title='Keeping You Abreast'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-4020267589269886293</id><published>2007-06-22T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T15:25:05.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Does He Think We Believe This Stuff?</title><content type='html'>Me: "Why are you staring at me? What did I do?"&lt;br /&gt;Theo: "I am just admiring the beauty of the environment around me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-4020267589269886293?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/4020267589269886293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=4020267589269886293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/4020267589269886293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/4020267589269886293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/does-he-think-we-believe-this-stuff.html' title='Does He Think We Believe This Stuff?'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-5714298746785088072</id><published>2007-06-21T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T10:47:59.234-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And There Was Prancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;(While I am working quietly away at my own desk, staring at my computer monitor)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo: "Why are you lookin' at me?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "What?"&lt;br /&gt;Theo: "YOU! You are lookin' at me!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Uhhh"&lt;br /&gt;Theo: "Do you need a closer look?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Theo prances across the room and stands 3" from my face)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo: "There! All better?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Uhhh"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-5714298746785088072?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/5714298746785088072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=5714298746785088072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5714298746785088072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5714298746785088072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-there-was-prancing.html' title='And There Was Prancing'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-768762257301796041</id><published>2007-06-20T16:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T10:47:35.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lightsabreing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;(In A Yoda Voice)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YES! I AM DONE! I AM LIGHTSABREING IT ALL DONE TODAY! TAKE THAT YOU PUBLIX HEADER!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(30 seconds later)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chewbacca is much more fun to do but I can't do it right...&lt;br /&gt;YAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGGGG!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-768762257301796041?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/768762257301796041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=768762257301796041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/768762257301796041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/768762257301796041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/lightsabreing.html' title='Lightsabreing?'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-7839654100232517186</id><published>2007-06-20T15:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T10:49:24.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes he doesn't even have to talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;(He stands up from his desk, plants his feet shoulder length apart and begins grinding his hips and swishing his knees and arms back and forth as if he's skiing moguls. He does this for about 15 seconds before stopping and sitting back down to work as if nothing has happened. All of this happens without him saying a word.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-7839654100232517186?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/7839654100232517186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=7839654100232517186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/7839654100232517186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/7839654100232517186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/without-saying-word-he-stands-up-from.html' title='Sometimes he doesn&apos;t even have to talk'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-9127811037492188538</id><published>2007-06-20T15:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T15:10:32.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever Theo</title><content type='html'>"I am not responsible for the things I say between the hours of 9 and 5. I work for Brian, it's all his fault."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-9127811037492188538?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/9127811037492188538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=9127811037492188538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/9127811037492188538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/9127811037492188538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/whatever-theo.html' title='Whatever Theo'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-6090780084873658598</id><published>2007-06-19T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T15:50:23.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It came out of his mouth this convoluted</title><content type='html'>"I wanna be a bicycle seat of a bicycle that a hot chick owns."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-6090780084873658598?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/6090780084873658598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=6090780084873658598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/6090780084873658598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/6090780084873658598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/what.html' title='It came out of his mouth this convoluted'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-1716889501090123398</id><published>2007-06-19T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T14:26:55.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoms</title><content type='html'>Theo: "Hey Liz, I have a question for you. Would you rather know if there is life after death or know when you are going to die?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I would rather know if and in what form life takes after death."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo: "Ok. Over that of knowing when yer gonna die?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yeah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo: "Me too." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "That's it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo: Yup."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "You don't want to know anything else?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo: "Nope. Wait, how are we going to get to the theatre tonight?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-1716889501090123398?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/1716889501090123398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=1716889501090123398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/1716889501090123398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/1716889501090123398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/randoms.html' title='Randoms'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-3165462812310412658</id><published>2007-06-19T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T14:06:43.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sung in the Style of Frank Sinatra</title><content type='html'>"Lizzy, Oh Lizzy...&lt;br /&gt;I am workin, I'm always workin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreamin', I'm always dreaming...&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere, somebody lovesssss meeeee...."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-3165462812310412658?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/3165462812310412658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=3165462812310412658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/3165462812310412658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/3165462812310412658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/sung-in-style-of-frank-sinatra.html' title='Sung in the Style of Frank Sinatra'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-1089323158058211349</id><published>2007-06-18T18:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T18:12:57.884-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Could you pull yourself out while your legs are being chewed up?"</title><content type='html'>"If you fell into a wood chipper... would you want to go in head first or legs first?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-1089323158058211349?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/1089323158058211349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=1089323158058211349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/1089323158058211349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/1089323158058211349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/could-you-pull-yourself-out-while-your.html' title='&quot;Could you pull yourself out while your legs are being chewed up?&quot;'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-7126034011672952703</id><published>2007-06-18T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T06:26:51.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a dream...</title><content type='html'>"Heather had this really good dream last night and it's probably too good to tell you but I can't pass it up..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Minutes pass while he argues with himself about whether to keep talking because he's afraid I am going to blog what he says and I am forced to promise not to blog it)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-7126034011672952703?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/7126034011672952703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=7126034011672952703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/7126034011672952703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/7126034011672952703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-have-dream.html' title='I have a dream...'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-8825800266003175504</id><published>2007-06-15T14:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T14:31:47.359-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Does He Go to Happy Hour?</title><content type='html'>"Is it happy hour because you're going to take your shirt off or happy hour because you're going to get drunk?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-8825800266003175504?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/8825800266003175504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=8825800266003175504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/8825800266003175504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/8825800266003175504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/where-does-he-go-to-happy-hour.html' title='Where Does He Go to Happy Hour?'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-3061878015810744194</id><published>2007-06-14T17:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:20:05.991-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All about Rice Paddy Hats Today</title><content type='html'>"When I was in heaven and the lord said pick a straw any straw... I picked brown. Should I wear my rice paddy hat tomorrow?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-3061878015810744194?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/3061878015810744194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=3061878015810744194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/3061878015810744194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/3061878015810744194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-i-was-in-heaven-and-lord-said-pick.html' title='All about Rice Paddy Hats Today'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-6162058843463144958</id><published>2007-06-14T14:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T06:27:32.182-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Blogging</title><content type='html'>"Are you reading my blog?! STOP READING MY BLOG?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(In reference to how unfunny he thinks it is that I post the funny things he says.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-6162058843463144958?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/6162058843463144958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=6162058843463144958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/6162058843463144958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/6162058843463144958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/061407_14.html' title='On Blogging'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-2224777457561618193</id><published>2007-06-14T14:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T06:27:52.521-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex Slaves</title><content type='html'>"I would never sue Larry for that, he would just be my sexual slave... for life." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(In reference to accidentally starting his pants on fire.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-2224777457561618193?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/2224777457561618193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=2224777457561618193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/2224777457561618193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/2224777457561618193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/061407.html' title='Sex Slaves'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-6297845924041255230</id><published>2007-06-05T16:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:20:59.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>"You shouldn't be concerned so much about me dreaming about you. It's the details of the dream that make it exciting."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-6297845924041255230?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/6297845924041255230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=6297845924041255230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/6297845924041255230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/6297845924041255230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/060507.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-5207175880338110964</id><published>2007-06-05T10:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T09:23:06.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuckus</title><content type='html'>"I showed her the birthmark on my tuckus that looks like Jupiter. Do you wanna see it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(On why a co-worker is not at work today)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2 minutes later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Would you like to see the asteroid belt?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Gesturing at his waist)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-5207175880338110964?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/5207175880338110964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=5207175880338110964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5207175880338110964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5207175880338110964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-showed-her-birthmark-on-my-tuckus.html' title='Tuckus'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-1567236152496239559</id><published>2007-06-04T16:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:21:43.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thundercats Ho!</title><content type='html'>"Frickin' Sweet! She was busty for a cartoon!!"&lt;br /&gt;(About &lt;a href="http://www.internationalhero.co.uk/t/thuncats.htm"&gt;Cheetara&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-1567236152496239559?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/1567236152496239559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=1567236152496239559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/1567236152496239559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/1567236152496239559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/frickin-sweet-she-was-busty-for-cartoon_04.html' title='Thundercats Ho!'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-5089820086040394200</id><published>2007-06-01T14:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:22:16.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The worst bit is that this comes after a comment about her ass.</title><content type='html'>“It’s a good thing Heather has a big head too.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-5089820086040394200?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/5089820086040394200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=5089820086040394200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5089820086040394200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5089820086040394200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/060107.html' title='The worst bit is that this comes after a comment about her ass.'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-5025697586789917397</id><published>2007-05-31T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:26:09.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What flavor are your buns?</title><content type='html'>“I have small wheat buns, Heather has large white buns.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-5025697586789917397?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/5025697586789917397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=5025697586789917397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5025697586789917397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5025697586789917397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/053107.html' title='What flavor are your buns?'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-1285521902452245852</id><published>2007-05-29T14:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:25:44.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have To's</title><content type='html'>“I don’t know. I don’t really like it. Heather watches American Idol. ... I have to watch it with her.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-1285521902452245852?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/1285521902452245852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=1285521902452245852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/1285521902452245852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/1285521902452245852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/052907.html' title='Have To&apos;s'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-5605899373342141174</id><published>2007-05-29T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:28:52.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Sewing</title><content type='html'>“She’s my little pincushion.”&lt;br /&gt;(In reference to Heather)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-5605899373342141174?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/5605899373342141174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=5605899373342141174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5605899373342141174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5605899373342141174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/052907_01.html' title='On Sewing'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-5424458684022902497</id><published>2007-05-25T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:28:26.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Title Does This Justice</title><content type='html'>"I want to lick the ebony."&lt;br /&gt;(With his tongue in a pack of pudding)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-5424458684022902497?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/5424458684022902497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=5424458684022902497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5424458684022902497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5424458684022902497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/052507.html' title='No Title Does This Justice'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-635178997469446017</id><published>2007-05-22T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:26:59.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More on the Chain Gang</title><content type='html'>"Wait til I get my chain gang, it'll be great."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-635178997469446017?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/635178997469446017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=635178997469446017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/635178997469446017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/635178997469446017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/052207_01.html' title='More on the Chain Gang'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-2448001436902729145</id><published>2007-05-22T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:29:51.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking Down The Aisle</title><content type='html'>"That would be silly, he would lose his freedom."&lt;br /&gt;(In reference to getting married.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-2448001436902729145?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/2448001436902729145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=2448001436902729145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/2448001436902729145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/2448001436902729145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/052207.html' title='Walking Down The Aisle'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-5015348157654737969</id><published>2007-05-21T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:30:14.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wife Swapping is the Future</title><content type='html'>"I can always trade up."&lt;br /&gt;(in reference to Heather)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-5015348157654737969?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/5015348157654737969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=5015348157654737969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5015348157654737969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5015348157654737969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/052107.html' title='Wife Swapping is the Future'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-6529931853461907652</id><published>2007-05-18T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:33:43.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gold Plated!</title><content type='html'>(In reference to starting his own agency)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My employees will be members of a chain gang, an actual chain gang. They will be chained together. But gold plated, so it's a nice chain."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-6529931853461907652?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/6529931853461907652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=6529931853461907652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/6529931853461907652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/6529931853461907652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/051807.html' title='Gold Plated!'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-5201377759878183377</id><published>2007-05-17T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:33:21.382-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord Knows How She Puts Up With Him</title><content type='html'>"Heather loves my crazy ways... Both outside and underneath the covers."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-5201377759878183377?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/5201377759878183377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=5201377759878183377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5201377759878183377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5201377759878183377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/051707.html' title='Lord Knows How She Puts Up With Him'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-8785936787712886735</id><published>2007-05-14T14:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:27:39.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Witnessed by Someone Other Than Myself</title><content type='html'>Theo alone in the creative room:&lt;br /&gt;(yelling and pointing at empty desks around him)&lt;br /&gt;"GET TO WORK!! I'M THE BOSS OF EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-8785936787712886735?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/8785936787712886735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=8785936787712886735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/8785936787712886735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/8785936787712886735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/051407_01.html' title='Witnessed by Someone Other Than Myself'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-3021954190082215016</id><published>2007-05-14T14:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:29:29.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On People In The Office</title><content type='html'>"He's the one who looks like a weiner, right?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-3021954190082215016?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/3021954190082215016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=3021954190082215016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/3021954190082215016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/3021954190082215016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/051407.html' title='On People In The Office'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-5782421943799484214</id><published>2007-05-09T14:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:32:54.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beets</title><content type='html'>With a container of beets in his hand.&lt;br /&gt;Theo to Bill: "I saved my period for you, in a box, so we can be closer.&lt;br /&gt;Here. Do I look healthy?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-5782421943799484214?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/5782421943799484214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=5782421943799484214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5782421943799484214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5782421943799484214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/050907.html' title='Beets'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-8931551686459176882</id><published>2007-05-08T14:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:32:24.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think Charlie Makes A Better Nickname</title><content type='html'>Theo: "Nobody calls me by my nickname."&lt;br /&gt;Liz: "You don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;Theo: "Yeah, BOSSMAN."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-8931551686459176882?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/8931551686459176882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=8931551686459176882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/8931551686459176882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/8931551686459176882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/050807.html' title='I Think Charlie Makes A Better Nickname'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-5228540110273875339</id><published>2007-05-08T14:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:31:50.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BWBNA</title><content type='html'>Email from Theo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Rachel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be upset, TT paid me a visit. He's moved on. He borrowed my iPod data cable just a moment ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's HOT now?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bossman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(When Brian's Not Around, BWBNA)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-5228540110273875339?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/5228540110273875339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=5228540110273875339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5228540110273875339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/5228540110273875339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/050807_01.html' title='BWBNA'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-6545498561935223059</id><published>2007-05-07T14:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:31:22.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Obsession with Sex Slaves Begins</title><content type='html'>Theo: "I'm Heather's slave. Sex slave. Yeahh!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-6545498561935223059?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/6545498561935223059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=6545498561935223059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/6545498561935223059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/6545498561935223059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/050707_01.html' title='The Obsession with Sex Slaves Begins'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053297050999876809.post-156194190119466334</id><published>2007-05-07T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:30:52.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bossy and Boss are Not The Same Thing</title><content type='html'>Rachael to Theo: "You're not the boss of me."&lt;br /&gt;Theo:  "that's ok because I'm the boss of Heather."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053297050999876809-156194190119466334?l=thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/feeds/156194190119466334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5053297050999876809&amp;postID=156194190119466334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/156194190119466334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5053297050999876809/posts/default/156194190119466334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thingsthattheosays.blogspot.com/2007/06/050707.html' title='Bossy and Boss are Not The Same Thing'/><author><name>liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16169947740565239743</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
