Hehe…I was just going to post that with Amy in the same family, I doubt they spend too much energy trying to explain away David’s stories…
Hehe…I was just going to post that with Amy in the same family, I doubt they spend too much energy trying to explain away David’s stories…
Update: Today “Cindy” was in my office and pretty much out of the blue I told her “I’m very sorry if I’ve ever said anything to offend you… I know that you have some terrible memories and I don’t mean to” [true story: I came closerthanthis to saying “trigger them”] “remind you of them…”
Cindy: I think I know what you’re talking about and… just don’t worry about it. I won’t say I’m over it but it’s not something I can avoid. I see my husband’s face everytime I look at my child, his parents are still around, believe me… hearing somebody mention something that isn’t about him is the least upsetting thing there is.
So evidently we cool.
Point: While it’s rude to speak of rope in the house of the hanged, it’s also unreasonable to petition BED BATH & BODY to change the name of the product to SOAP ON A COILED COTTON STRING in case your friend Mr. Surratt ever wants to visit there without crying.
I’m glad that things went so well when you cleared the air.
Of course I’d have given you about 100 foot-in-mouth points if you had said ‘trigger.’ 
My mom passed in her sleep, and dad broke his neck while showering.
You insensitive fuck.
Well, to be fair, most of us pass in our sleep. That’s one of the reasons it’s necessary to turn the mattress now and then.
A friend of mine died when someone cleared all of the air out of the room she was in. Have you no shame?
This is fun!
Fun? FUN? Great-Uncle Hortensius died having fun! I’ll have none of that!
Hey! Your Great-Uncle Hortensius killed my Great-Grand Mother’s cousin Miriam! How dare you!
Well! My second cousin twice removed’s aunt’s sister’s ex-husband’s brother-in-law’s nephew died when he took a dare to play spin-the-bottle with a JATO unit – how can you be cruel enough to remind me?
re -mind??!!
For God’s Sake, yes, Cindy’s husband has no mind now that he’s blown it out, but you don’t need to keep bringing that up!
Up? UP?? My grandfather’s first wife’s husband’s dog’s owner ate a bad oyster and threw up and up and up until he died! Jeez, why don’t you just give me a nice paper cut and pour lemon juice on it!
Oh, fine. And what about all the tragic ‘rock, scissors, paper’ fatalities which occur each year. Don’t give a damn about them, do you?!
I’ve nothing useful to add, other than I’ve never heard of Russian solitaire. I’ve heard of a similar “game” called Russian roulette…
Don’t mind me, I’ll show myself out
I have to wonder if Russian solitaire is like Polish Roulette…
Hmmm… no idea where that came from. I guess Russian solitaire is played with a single-shot pistol maybe. (Russian roulette had a near 100% fatality rate during the 18th century I would think.)
Thanks, ETF, I see now how one could have a link to that and a purposely self-inflicted, fatal cranial gunshot wound. How dare you, Sampiro!
“Something useful to add”?!? My father’s second wife’s brother’s daughter added bleach to ammonia because she thought it would be useful to clean the toilet with, and died from breathing the fumes! You bastard!
You bastards! My Father taught me that game. And he’s still alive. But his father died!