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Hanging On a Telephone Wire



Apparently I am a pathological liar creative writer. I suppose this is what comes from being anonymous and not posting pictures eh? Oh well. I can live with that. Thank you to Waisting Time who is an excellent thought provoking truth bender creative writer. Because this was a lot of fun!

Here are my outrageous lies creative interpretations of my life with one real life truth:
  1. I am an excellent mathematician.
  2. Math is the only thing I've ever failed a class in
  3. I sang in front of a U.S. President
  4. I love seafood
  5. Seafood is what happens when I'm served inedible food
  6. I enjoy street racing
  7. My truck has been stuck in a clam bar up to it's axles

Give it your best guess. Hit me up in the comments below, and I'll give a prize to the winner! Um . . . You can pick between me writing a guest post for you, me picking graphics for your post, and me never bothering you on your blog again. Vie my pretties. Vie. Here are my awardees:
  1. Traci @ Don't Call Me Lady
  2. Roxie @ Gravel and Rust
  3. Elizabeth @ My Backdoor
  4. Lorie @ My Next Thirty Years
  5. Lisa @ One Mom's Weight Recovery
  6. Nikki @ Ramblings of My Weight Loss Journey
  7. Cactus Freek @ Loosing 100


To pass it on you must comment on your awardees' blogs and let them know they have this award. So, be warned. I'm headed out now . . .

Comments

  1. I love it! You are truly worthy of this award. Did you fail math?

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  2. lol that's funny! Thanks for the link :o) I would guess that you love street racing :o)

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  3. Congrats on the award!! I can't think of anyone more deserving!:-)

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  4. You crack me up! You make it so fun!
    Congrats on the award! :)

    Have a super Sunday!

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  5. Tonight is the Academy Awards - so here is another award for you!

    Congratulations. I have just given you the Sunshine Award. You can see the link on my site at http://bit.ly/b6mAb2.

    The rules say you must pass this on to 12 bloggers who bring Sunshine to your day.

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  6. Ummm....did you get your truck stuck in a clam bar? That seems far fetched but maybe??

    Thanks for the award by the way :)

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  8. Thank You !!! I am guessing #2??

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  9. Holy cow! someone is right! I never thought anyone would get this. Blast!

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  10. Wait--who got it right? My guess was #7? I'm new to this award thingie (thank you btw!). What do I do? Hope you are groovy!

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  11. Am I too late? Thanks for the shout out. I'm guessing you sang for the Prez.

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