tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3918384375542511734.post5993552087489394809..comments2023-11-20T11:50:07.530-08:00Comments on The Party Pony: People pay good money for my anxiety symptomsJennifer Prescotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14668379038698377139noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3918384375542511734.post-44302317217420321532011-03-31T12:40:56.976-07:002011-03-31T12:40:56.976-07:00I am famous. In fact, I am Jennifer Lopez. Congrat...I am famous. In fact, I am Jennifer Lopez. Congratulations. Your first famous fan is Jennifer Lopez.Ephi Stemplerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12845915951420055121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3918384375542511734.post-34580913705976215142011-03-31T12:26:42.588-07:002011-03-31T12:26:42.588-07:00OMG: you must be a FAMOUS ACTOR! Can I meet you?OMG: you must be a FAMOUS ACTOR! Can I meet you?Jennifer Prescotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14668379038698377139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3918384375542511734.post-83197291819666135122011-03-31T12:23:33.839-07:002011-03-31T12:23:33.839-07:00ANXIETY (in weird pseudo-Icelandic accent, sipping...ANXIETY (in weird pseudo-Icelandic accent, sipping on a Red Bull, smoking a Capri): "Ponyguhl! Why must you diss me like dis? You arrrgh kicking my ahgitated arrrse?! After all the good times we've sheyrrred?"<br /><br />PONYGIRL (wearing snakeskin mini-skirt, holding multiplication flashcards, smiling defiantly): Enough outta you, fuckass. Eat my poopsoup."Ephi Stemplerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12845915951420055121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3918384375542511734.post-22315280501116465032011-03-09T14:23:24.560-08:002011-03-09T14:23:24.560-08:00The last time I had an MRI, I ran out of the room ...The last time I had an MRI, I ran out of the room and told them I couldn't do it.... claustrophobia. It must happen all the time because they weren't phased at all.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3918384375542511734.post-53267661591540254132011-03-09T13:22:42.827-08:002011-03-09T13:22:42.827-08:00You need to join the NYPD Bomb Squad, or clear IED...You need to join the NYPD Bomb Squad, or clear IEDs from dusty roads in Afghanistan. Or take up test piloting: "According to our calculations, the wings won't come off when you dive it down from 30,000 feet full throttle! But we need you to verify this..." That way, when on the ground, you'd walk with a skip and a little song on your lips, and be known as "Sunny," or "Chortles, the Test Pilot." I will send off your applications.Sam Southworthnoreply@blogger.com