Comments on: Seven weird things about Reed http://www.out-of-ideas.com/2007/11/25/seven-weird-things-about-reed/ I write, therefore I drink tea Tue, 03 Mar 2009 00:30:46 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.1 hourly 1 By: Reed http://www.out-of-ideas.com/2007/11/25/seven-weird-things-about-reed/comment-page-1/#comment-4672 Reed Tue, 27 Nov 2007 19:19:58 +0000 http://www.out-of-ideas.com/2007/11/25/seven-weird-things-about-reed/#comment-4672 You mean the slug thing is not weird of me? Oh. Also, Colonel Gadafi was in your night club? With Baileys? What? You mean the slug thing is not weird of me? Oh.

Also, Colonel Gadafi was in your night club? With Baileys? What?

]]> By: Helen http://www.out-of-ideas.com/2007/11/25/seven-weird-things-about-reed/comment-page-1/#comment-4623 Helen Mon, 26 Nov 2007 07:47:53 +0000 http://www.out-of-ideas.com/2007/11/25/seven-weird-things-about-reed/#comment-4623 Ooh, I can't stand Baileys. It's revolting. It reminds me of this night club I went to and Colonel Gadafi was there. I hate night clubs too, come to think of it, and I'm revolted by slugs! When I came back from Bahrain at age five, I didn't know what a slug was and touched one - yuck, yuck, yuck! I will never forget the feeling of horror, and I've hated them ever since. Ooh, I can’t stand Baileys. It’s revolting. It reminds me of this night club I went to and Colonel Gadafi was there. I hate night clubs too, come to think of it, and I’m revolted by slugs! When I came back from Bahrain at age five, I didn’t know what a slug was and touched one – yuck, yuck, yuck! I will never forget the feeling of horror, and I’ve hated them ever since.

]]> By: Charlotte http://www.out-of-ideas.com/2007/11/25/seven-weird-things-about-reed/comment-page-1/#comment-4620 Charlotte Mon, 26 Nov 2007 05:25:21 +0000 http://www.out-of-ideas.com/2007/11/25/seven-weird-things-about-reed/#comment-4620 My children beg me not to sing. I always thought I had a decent-ish voice, having been in choir, but not according to my kids. I'm starting to develop a complex, but still sing loudly if I'm in the mood to embarrass them. With you on the slugs. Gross. My children beg me not to sing. I always thought I had a decent-ish voice, having been in choir, but not according to my kids. I’m starting to develop a complex, but still sing loudly if I’m in the mood to embarrass them.

With you on the slugs. Gross.

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