tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16582697.post5389201115616038378..comments2023-09-30T10:56:54.544-05:00Comments on Crisis of Infinite Monkeys: Leapfrogging Into Pain and HumiliationCap'n Neurotichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15697751381139006839noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16582697.post-89568257533946321012007-06-15T16:46:00.000-05:002007-06-15T16:46:00.000-05:00Hey, It's Cap'n Disaster here...I'd log in, but I ...Hey, It's Cap'n Disaster here...I'd log in, but I forgot my log in and I'm too lazy to do the whole look up thing right now. But anyways, don't feel too bad about embarressing yourself like that, heck I've done some really stupid and embarressing things myself. Like when I fell over my own feet while standing still and falling into a rack of costume jewelry in the store and sending necklaces, earrings and scarves flying everywhere. Oh and there was the time I slipped at work while stepping off the elevator, seriously that was one of those banana peel type falls. Sigh...your just one of us clumsy folks...it's fine...we just get to be nicknamed "Grace".Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16582697.post-65583184581026493282007-05-19T17:19:00.000-05:002007-05-19T17:19:00.000-05:00Cap'n, you're guy enough and doggonit, people like...Cap'n, you're guy enough and doggonit, people like you!! <BR/><BR/>I tripped on some air a few summers ago in the parking lot of the playground. I was lying there bruised, bleeding and embarrassed all to heck and my sister and mother wet their pants laughing at me. Does that help? It has nothing to do with being a guy, but everything in the world to do with being ungraceful and clumsy. <BR/><BR/>((hugs))Redneck Divahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13506685036989431733noreply@blogger.com