Comments on: Life After Sugar http://voodootime.com/archives/88 Just another weblog Mon, 04 Jun 2007 23:06:20 -0700 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.4 hourly 1 By: Justis http://voodootime.com/archives/88/comment-page-1#comment-123 Justis Mon, 06 Jan 2003 05:36:12 +0000 http://voodootime.com/?p=88#comment-123 The whole "you're not the boss of me" thing didn't come from any particular media source or anything - it's just one of those corny universal expressions from childhood that cracks me up. Glad you're enjoying the site. Tell your friends and neighbors. Don't forget to tip your waitress. Thanks for coming by. The whole “you’re not the boss of me” thing didn’t come from any particular media source or anything – it’s just one of those corny universal expressions from childhood that cracks me up.

Glad you’re enjoying the site. Tell your friends and neighbors. Don’t forget to tip your waitress.

Thanks for coming by.

]]> By: Terry again and again! http://voodootime.com/archives/88/comment-page-1#comment-122 Terry again and again! Sun, 05 Jan 2003 23:32:54 +0000 http://voodootime.com/?p=88#comment-122 Sorry, I just got caught up with your recent hilarious posts and I've made a Comment for each one that made me giggle. "You aren't the boss of me" -- isn't that a Malcolm in the Middle thing? It reminds me of that silly video game phrase, "All of your base belong to me." Or something like that. Yes, I do so agree, kids think adulthood is so marvy. They can DO WHATEVER THEY DAMNED WELL PLEASE. I am trying hard to teach my son that he can't live on French toast and maple syrup alone (he just learned how to make FT) and that the government will get you when you're born and when you marry and when you buy a house and when you make an income over the poverty line and when your parents die and when you die. And then the funeral home guys will milk you for whatever you're worth. Is this depressing enough? I didn't expect any of this shite when I became an adult. After all... I grew up with Oz books and Ice Cream dinners dancing in my head. (Love your posts, J.) Sorry, I just got caught up with your recent hilarious posts and I’ve made a Comment for each one that made me giggle.

“You aren’t the boss of me” — isn’t that a Malcolm in the Middle thing? It reminds me of that silly video game phrase, “All of your base belong to me.” Or something like that.

Yes, I do so agree, kids think adulthood is so marvy. They can DO WHATEVER THEY DAMNED WELL PLEASE. I am trying hard to teach my son that he can’t live on French toast and maple syrup alone (he just learned how to make FT) and that the government will get you when you’re born and when you marry and when you buy a house and when you make an income over the poverty line and when your parents die and when you die. And then the funeral home guys will milk you for whatever you’re worth.

Is this depressing enough? I didn’t expect any of this shite when I became an adult. After all… I grew up with Oz books and Ice Cream dinners dancing in my head.

(Love your posts, J.)

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