tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post6823548156322036088..comments2023-07-06T10:03:31.089-04:00Comments on Feet Meet Street: Sour BallsNitmoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17108597328135023198noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-25815127500732440732008-06-02T21:44:00.000-04:002008-06-02T21:44:00.000-04:00Thanks for the recap. I was still lost somewhere t...Thanks for the recap. I was still lost somewhere that looked like this (())(?!? What the? ()()<BR/>I am loving assholeish. Now those are gems for my vocab.Vivhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01275505112098052230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-66010859409742574942008-05-31T07:56:00.000-04:002008-05-31T07:56:00.000-04:00have you ever seen a bodybuilder IMMEDIATELY post ...have you ever seen a bodybuilder IMMEDIATELY post competition?<BR/><BR/>it's sour balls and then some :)<BR/><BR/>M., who actually ran his morning!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-10861802905310302682008-05-31T07:21:00.000-04:002008-05-31T07:21:00.000-04:00So yo've already been raked across the coals for t...So yo've already been raked across the coals for the hoo-ha bit. Although I have to say that hoo-ha is more favorable than the slang they have for man parts: junk, dong, schlong, shaft, trouser snake, or mangina.sRodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02970952645043027136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-75169096902042168542008-05-30T21:41:00.000-04:002008-05-30T21:41:00.000-04:00Dude, your just too funny, "less assholeish the lo...Dude, your just too funny, "less assholeish the longer I stay off the devil’s fruit". <BR/>"I don't have a drinking problem, I have a people problem, I have drinking solution".Brianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04483010827451902792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-45058780963168877782008-05-30T21:31:00.000-04:002008-05-30T21:31:00.000-04:00Ummmm....I need a visual of those sour balls (dirt...Ummmm....I need a visual of those sour balls (dirty?). Not sure what candy you are talking about, but they sound good. <BR/><BR/>Sugar is definitely my nutrition pitfall too. I think I ate an entire jewelry box of candy necklances and rings the day before my first marathon....probably not the most brillant idea I've had.thebetshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13467934259162949253noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-89300742709338106712008-05-30T17:06:00.000-04:002008-05-30T17:06:00.000-04:00Man that gold chain will do nothing but chafe! Can...Man that gold chain will do nothing but chafe! Can you get a Headsweat Stetson?<BR/><BR/>And yes I see a load of houses and no people, what actually amazes me is where they build houses, I am often at a loss when trying to figure how you would get to it?Stuarthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16841289199998319545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-23003258921958103822008-05-30T14:59:00.000-04:002008-05-30T14:59:00.000-04:00I figure that running allows me to balance sour ba...I figure that running allows me to balance sour balls and vegetables as part of my daily complete nutrition. And really, so long as you can still see your hoo-ha (or, as I'm sure you meant to say, pipper(as we call it at my house)), you're cool.Midwesthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09037402608009195098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-69026472622528635212008-05-30T14:33:00.000-04:002008-05-30T14:33:00.000-04:00“Wow, that’s a lot of calories. About a quarter of...“Wow, that’s a lot of calories. About a quarter of your daily allowance. I’m just having me some carrots. Notice my cut abs?” At which point, I raise my shirt and smile. People like me.<BR/><BR/>---<BR/><BR/>blog quote of the year. i vote. the only vote. you win. funny and true. i am you at my work place, but they dont like me. :)<BR/><BR/>later.Arronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03975258401015168179noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-60928589971682748852008-05-30T13:39:00.000-04:002008-05-30T13:39:00.000-04:00I just laughed my hooha off at my desk.I just laughed my hooha off at my desk.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10275774127260010827noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-49951194471382331622008-05-30T13:32:00.000-04:002008-05-30T13:32:00.000-04:00I agree with everyone's definition of hoo ha, but ...I agree with everyone's definition of hoo ha, but I didn't see the problem with Nitmos using the word! <I>You just keep lining them up and I’ll knock ‘em down!</I><BR/><BR/>/Sorry couldn't resist.Ianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15875001377964050508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-52621511908430333252008-05-30T12:55:00.000-04:002008-05-30T12:55:00.000-04:00Hahahha after reading half these comments I am als...Hahahha after reading half these comments I am also tearing up...this is apparently unacceptable work behavior...must find tissues on my desk and stop making obnoxious laughing noises so coworkers stop looking at me funnyJess https://www.blogger.com/profile/04319493454447862771noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-29132430902408823952008-05-30T12:39:00.000-04:002008-05-30T12:39:00.000-04:00Funny post. Nutrition is definitely a huge issue f...Funny post. Nutrition is definitely a huge issue for me. I went to bootcamp for runners last night and afterwards we all go out to celebrate and I ofcourse celebrate with two glasses of wine, buffalo chicken strips and samosas. I think I'll bookmark this post.Marcihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11514393906061742296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-77521506638663199122008-05-30T12:22:00.000-04:002008-05-30T12:22:00.000-04:00perhaps you had just come out of the swimming pool...perhaps you had just come out of the swimming pool ala george from seinfeld when you made the hooha comment...but definitely an embarrassing slip.<BR/><BR/>you already know the bane of my nutritional life...the dreaded kroger peanut butter cookie.Russhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06325283652731100566noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-81348395175015317272008-05-30T11:46:00.000-04:002008-05-30T11:46:00.000-04:00Sour balls and rum, an interesting combo. That spe...Sour balls and rum, an interesting combo. That speedo and cowboy hat might go over well in the <A HREF="http://www.usatoday.com/news/offbeat/2005-10-14-underpants-race_x.htm" REL="nofollow">Kona Underpants Run</A>Kevinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13288243991974155609noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-4820592679136583572008-05-30T11:26:00.000-04:002008-05-30T11:26:00.000-04:00On vegetables: nothing will guilt/force you to eat...On vegetables: nothing will guilt/force you to eat more veggies than buying into a CSA farm share for a season. I paid $500 for once-a-week boxes of vegetables from now until the end of October ($500/20 weeks = $25/week). It's probably more expensive than buying produce at the store, but I get a warm fuzzy liberal do-gooder feeling by buying organic veggies from a farm 10 minutes from my house. And then of course those veggies sit in my fridge and I can't let them go to waste (the guilt factor is strong). Thus since picking up my first box on Tuesday I have eaten more spinach that I have in probably the last two years. I still have three bunches to go. And I still have two heads of lettuce and a bunch of radishes...dear god, what have I gotten myself into? Especially since my husband hates 95% of vegetables? I'm going to turn green.<BR/><BR/>And, I've come to the conclusion that drinking the night before a race actually <I>helps</I> me. After all, I did set a new PR in a 5K the day after I drank an entire 6-pack of beer at a party. I plan on using the same tactic for my 10K on Sunday. Tomorrow is burgers and beers night.Sun Runnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14971351872301112088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-64527848762335179242008-05-30T11:16:00.000-04:002008-05-30T11:16:00.000-04:00I also came in to ask you about the hoo-ha, but I ...I also came in to ask you about the hoo-ha, but I see it's been addressed. <BR/><BR/>As to the candy thing...try Starburst. My husband is a freak over those things. I have to hurry up and unwrap them for him as he eats them so he can get a steady rhythm of speed feeding himself these candies. (true love, huh?) If I'm lazy I just buy him a 5 lb bag of skittles, no need to unwrap those.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for my blog post, and you're so right. It's become the funniest thing I've ever done....LOL (but not funny enough to do again)KimsRunninghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12024491497019669070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-11799497832481152422008-05-30T11:13:00.000-04:002008-05-30T11:13:00.000-04:00What a lamentable error, though, for posterity I r...What a lamentable error, though, for posterity I refuse to make an update as these hilarious comments then would make no sense . Perhaps I'm trying to tell you all something?Nitmoshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17108597328135023198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-79092313271936155442008-05-30T11:10:00.000-04:002008-05-30T11:10:00.000-04:00mmmm.....balls and rummmmm.....balls and rumRazzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09880194141653654794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-72837335963993972352008-05-30T10:55:00.000-04:002008-05-30T10:55:00.000-04:00when you scratched your way out of your parentheti...when you scratched your way out of your parentheticals, you actually ended with 3 OPEN parentheses. so haha, jokes on you, you still are inside 3 parentheticals! SUCKAAAH!nwgdchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15000663254776350045noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-61947956808415050082008-05-30T10:47:00.000-04:002008-05-30T10:47:00.000-04:00HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAAA OMG between the post/the hoo h...HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAAA OMG between the post/the hoo ha blunder and the comments I am LMAO!<BR/><BR/>"hoo ha" "hoo hoo" "cooter" or as I like to call "Pam" (after Pamela Anderson) is strictly for the lay-deez. I'd just roll with "wang" for the dudes. Or as David likes to call it "wedding tackle"<BR/><BR/>Now I have to step away and wipe the tears from my eyes. Oh my.Marcyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14148093449696230770noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-3644257907935349622008-05-30T10:31:00.000-04:002008-05-30T10:31:00.000-04:00Meg, that is exactly what I was going to say!Dude,...Meg, that is exactly what I was going to say!<BR/><BR/>Dude, hoo-has are women's bits. I am assuming you're a guy, so you definitely do not have that kind of equipment. If you want to name your..um..bits then call them meat and two veg or dart and etceteras, or anything else for that matter. Just not hoo-ha.<BR/><BR/>That is all.Chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16239398378627471218noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-42318737567005119672008-05-30T10:30:00.000-04:002008-05-30T10:30:00.000-04:00I second Meg's hoo-ha definition. You might have t...I second Meg's hoo-ha definition. You might have to subtract points for your blunder, but then you can add them back doubly for your acquiescence. <BR/><BR/>Are you talking about those red sour balls with the hard shell and soft gooey middle? Even if you're not, I've now got a serious candy jones.B. Kramerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17005060826015780427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-29401989653860234982008-05-30T10:02:00.000-04:002008-05-30T10:02:00.000-04:00I read that with facial expressions alternating be...I read that with facial expressions alternating between confused furrowed brow and cracking up. I'll have to be more careful next time I go to any malls in MI.<BR/>Btw, isn't a "hoo-ha" a, um, womanly part? http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=HoohaMeghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07819934745994804681noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-3360603674876546912008-05-30T09:59:00.000-04:002008-05-30T09:59:00.000-04:00I hate growing up for the sole reason that running...I hate growing up for the sole reason that running no longer means that I can eat whatever I want... whenever I want. Its all planned and counted... and stupid pragmatic.Teacher Pursuitshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16498879345836886258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26945556.post-37180806824401339712008-05-30T09:42:00.000-04:002008-05-30T09:42:00.000-04:00If I was running a limbo run, I wouldn't be able t...If I was running a limbo run, I wouldn't be able to get a generic Caribbean tune out of my head the entire time. Did you perhaps hit the rum at mile 3?Danielle in Iowa in Irelandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12274576534281164011noreply@blogger.com