tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263930002423643195.post570883723933218192..comments2011-12-02T15:21:08.493-05:00Jocelyn Plumshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05481292770570771483noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263930002423643195.post-4998239228335050722009-07-24T07:46:05.616-04:002009-07-24T07:46:05.616-04:00I have different ringtones for different people I either give a fuck about or HAVE to talk to and in the case of my ex-hubby, I gave him the ringtone that is from the Avast virus protection program that makes a siren noise and says &quot;Caution, a virus has been detected&quot;. I love the faces of strangers who hear this and see me actually answer my phone and talk to s/one... indignantly, I might add.ki77enhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10365595130217989812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263930002423643195.post-81931364523020730742009-07-12T01:18:45.809-04:002009-07-12T01:18:45.809-04:00Holy shit. I love your blog Jocelyn!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263930002423643195.post-26292591681239958272009-06-27T06:00:58.689-04:002009-06-27T06:00:58.689-04:00Anyone who could instil a sense of fearful respect in my kids&#39; skulls would be welcome at my home. Would you mind sharing Luke&#39;s phone number and services with me? I&#39;d be grateful.Cératitisnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263930002423643195.post-19657602537274771662009-06-24T01:50:32.236-04:002009-06-24T01:50:32.236-04:00I just wanted to say that your blog is friggin hilarious. I want a I &lt;3 Jocelyn t-shirt, with pre-bought cigarette burns on them, kind of like how they pre-rip jeans.<br /><br />Please keep up the posts! You need to work for The Daily Show or something. Awesome writing.Euphemismhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07351130048412731445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263930002423643195.post-88730417926690927542009-06-22T17:33:21.806-04:002009-06-22T17:33:21.806-04:00God, I wish you were my Mother!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263930002423643195.post-38630823086623912009-06-21T12:23:00.365-04:002009-06-21T12:23:00.365-04:00Jocelyn, I would have been way more concerned about my daughter falling through the glass coffee table, because I had to spend $12 on my similar table at a yard sale. I don&#39;t know if i could get another good deal like that again.Jazz handsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263930002423643195.post-21224419885414698112009-06-20T10:03:18.445-04:002009-06-20T10:03:18.445-04:00Your post was both insightful and humorous! Loved it! And I totally agree, I&#39;d be lost without my phone.Amy Hasshttp://www.familyonthephone.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263930002423643195.post-137106171767977582009-06-20T05:56:44.423-04:002009-06-20T05:56:44.423-04:00Mattonfire: no, see, that&#39;s the beauty of the cellphone. In the past, that hobo would have been talking anyway. To God, maybe. Or Satan. Or Tom Cruise. And he&#39;d have been talking loudly, with fist-shaking, and he&#39;d have been scary and weird, and you&#39;d worry that maybe you should tell someone, or maybe he was dangerous.<br /><br />Now, though, he&#39;s not talking to imaginary things. He&#39;s talking into his cellphone. And that&#39;s okay, so you can just ignore him and everything about him.<br /><br />Which is why cellphones are fantastic!Flintharthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17456024642528783549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263930002423643195.post-8929097984732674632009-06-19T18:41:17.839-04:002009-06-19T18:41:17.839-04:00I just called to say I love this damn BLOG. This shit is fine!Dusty Chenillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128712089883548851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263930002423643195.post-67222195806003301112009-06-19T14:20:52.421-04:002009-06-19T14:20:52.421-04:00I love to text people who are sitting right next to me. Sometimes I call people in the same room just to be a jack ass. Never leave your cellphone sitting out in the open around me, though. I&#39;ll sign you up for a bunch of that shit they advertise on TV. You know, the singles line and that one that will tell you if your man is cheating on you? It&#39;s a pain in the ass to have to go through and cancel all those subscriptions. Mwahahaha. Evil!<br /><br />BTW, Jocelyn... You never mentioned how that clumsy daughter of yours is faring after her fall.Aliceannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01371540625996386244noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263930002423643195.post-61028335638174111632009-06-19T13:07:40.260-04:002009-06-19T13:07:40.260-04:00I <i>knew</i> that hobo I saw outside the WaWa with a ZackMorris phone wasn&#39;t really talking to somebody. I mean, who&#39;s a hobo going to talk to, anyway?mattonfirehttp://mattonfire.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263930002423643195.post-88241444639199774702009-06-19T08:38:20.075-04:002009-06-19T08:38:20.075-04:00the donald duck orgasm sound clip is a classic.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11248919520764530234noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263930002423643195.post-65219290038165831952009-06-19T08:26:10.504-04:002009-06-19T08:26:10.504-04:00You caught me with a moufulla oatmeal again. guiLantern Bearerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05886802787891625454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5263930002423643195.post-74408717956157997152009-06-19T08:21:36.200-04:002009-06-19T08:21:36.200-04:00i need to download that ringtone. <br /><br />and am i the only one who laughs in a beavis way about &quot;bonefish&quot;?homeslicehttp://www.delbueno.netnoreply@blogger.com