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16 comments:
Uh, so there seems to be some uncertainty surrounding your real name? I guess its feasible that you would tell us that you were going to come out of the blogger closet as it were, only to play a practical joke on us by giving a false name... But the question would be 'why?'
Anyway, glad you're Paul and happy to be so.
My verification word is 'stifi'
Wow...
Ok, I'll say it. I had it figured out even before he said so with an email that said "P" at the end and the copyright at the bottom of the page, that has not changed AT ALL. DUH, PEOPLE! LOL!
Far be it from me to state the obvious or anything. heh. :)
So Paul, I don't think you've come quite far enough out of the closet.
So, what's your middle name?
What's your sign?
Boxers or briefs?
Favorite color?
Favorite shoes?...oh, we already know that one.
What would you hope to accomplish if you were Miss America?
Thanks for that info on the veri-word, CL, nasty!
Yes, CJ, the link has been at the bottom of the page for about two years, but the posts usually do not make it down that far. I have never received an e-mail to my business account either from my blog.
Andy, Paul is my middle name, Robert is my first. Cancer is my Debbil Worship sign. Boxers, that question was GAY. My favorite color is brown, yes, brown. Of course, Crocs are shoes from the Gods. If I were Miss Murrica, I would try to have cheap sex with all the other contestants, because I am single and a MAN. And they are generally attractive, but not too bright.
BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...on the Miss Murrica. I'd vaporlock probably by the time I hit the D states, but whadda way to go...
*fantasy over*
Crocs are shoes from the Gods? They're made in Boulder, CO, the Berkeley of this neck of the ELF woods. 'Sides, escalators eat 'em for breakfast...lunch...dinner.
So, some libtards aren't buying it's your real name? That's okay...after enough sniffing of crack, their thought processes don't carry them beyond Huffpo, comparable in agriculture to inert compost (aka, not worth the sh** that went in it).
Skunkfeathers, until you actually put Crocs on, they are distasteful. Once you wear them, you are hooked. It was a fad for some, but for me it is a WAY OF LIFE.
Yeah, I get the bullshit all the time about that not being my name, but que sera. Those that know me know that it was my name, first!
Hey!
Happy 4th of July. God Bless America, and keep her fighting men and women safe all over the world!
Semper Fi
Hey Paul! I didn't really expect you to answer. But the beauty contest reply is Priceless.
Robert Paul...hmmm...my Momma and Daddy did the same thing to me. They gave me a front name, and didn't call me by it. Bad thing is, my front name is "Harold." So, on the first day of school every year the new teacher would call the roll.
"Harold Reeves?" All the other kids would laugh their butts off, and the teacher would always have to talk to me after school to find out why everybody found it so funny. Don't get me wrong, Harold is a fine name...but not for a 7 year-old who is known as "Andy." At least you had a normal name like Robert.
Sorry for the GAY question...I was just curious...and I do not want to examine at this point why I was.
So, I'm assuming that CL is a Marine. Good on him!
And for anyone that might happen upon this comment, Paul Mitchell was Paul Mitchell before anybody know about the other guy. Don't axe me how I know.
Nyuk! My word verification is "pukesuch."
Ummm...I don't even WANT to know why ya'll are talking about each other's undies, do I?
Gheesh. :)
So it turns out you're not Barney Frank, but rather someone who shares his name with a famous hairstylist.
Bra.Vo.
The Mitchell part rocks though, gotta luv it!
Mayor, I know you were hoping for the Barney Frank tie-in, though.
And my real name is *Vidal S----*!
Anonymity....she's a calling you back.
CapNut, pinky swear, it is my real name, fah true.
Ummm...I don't even WANT to know why ya'll are talking about each other's undies, do I?
Gheesh. :)
CapNut, pinky swear, it is my real name, fah true.
So it turns out you're not Barney Frank, but rather someone who shares his name with a famous hairstylist.
Bra.Vo.
The Mitchell part rocks though, gotta luv it!
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