Comments on: Chain Yankin’ Episode #7

By: Margie

Margie — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 16:54:28 +0000

Quick thinking. But, oh, so bad.

By: Nett

Nett — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 15:21:14 +0000

You’re the best story teller!
Imagine the look on the faces of Sean’s playmates when they’re outside and one of them says, “Listen, I think I hear the ice-cream truck!” And Sean argues that it sounds more like the Muffin Man….who lives on Drury Lane:)

By: Tara

Tara — Mon, 01 Sep 2008 19:25:20 +0000

Ohh, that’s too good! I usually just snark back at them, “no, the muffin fairy came, of course I made them!”

By: Deanna

Deanna — Mon, 01 Sep 2008 14:00:27 +0000

You’re too funny! I, however, have yanked the chains of my kids so much I don’t know if they’ll every believe anything I say! When Dayna was little we used to travel to see her grandparents just about every weekend. One morning we stopped at Denny’s for breakfast about half way to grandma’s and she noticed the cook was wearing a tall white hat. She asked why. I, of course, replied without a blink.
“That’s where he keeps the eggs. That way when he has an order he just grabs what he needs and gets them cookin’.”
She never said another word, but watched to see if she could catch a glimpse of him snatching an egg from his hat.
When we got up to leave, she said, “I never saw him get an egg!” I had forgotten about it already and then giggled and said, “Oh, I’m sorry! I was just teasin’!” The people at the next table thought this was hilarious. They had been watching her the entire time!
She didn’t talk to me the rest of the drive to grandma’s house. lol

By: Roxanne

Roxanne — Sun, 31 Aug 2008 21:32:46 +0000

You are creating a monster. . .just you wait.

When I first moved to Houston, Tony convinced me that Schlumberger (pronounced Shlum-ber-zyay–an oil company) was, in fact, a meat packing plant called Shlum-burger, and their motto was “Don’t have a BURGER. Have a SCHLUMBERGER.”

By: alayna

alayna — Sun, 31 Aug 2008 04:16:17 +0000

I love that too! I think that’s part of why Santa is so much fun! And then I thought of our elf, and I just had to tell you about it. You can go to http://www.hostanelf.com and invite an elf to come to your home over the holidays. The elf gets in all sorts of mischief while the kids are asleep, and it is just too fun! We first heard about this from Catie’s mommy, (www.midgetsandmoonpies.blogspot.com) because Catie is a precious little girl who died from cancer, but she loved her elf! Anyway, Catie’s mama worked with the elf people and they will now donate a portion of their proceeds to help kids with cancer. I can’t remember how it works, but if you decide to invite an elf to your home, just mention Catie in your order. You won’t be sorry you did it! Our kids still talk about Clark (our elf) and he only got to be with us 5 days last year. This year, he’s going to come a little earlier, and they don’t know it yet, but he’s bringing a friend! I can hardly wait! We have 4 kids, and every year, I’m going to add an elf, until we have 4, so that when they’re all grown, they can each have an elf when they have kids. I love family traditions!

By: Kacey

Kacey — Sun, 31 Aug 2008 01:14:01 +0000

Oh, do you know the muffin man who lives in Drury Lane? Your imagination would rival the best of Hans Christian Anderson! You have such fun raising Sean that it is a shame you couldn’t have had a dozen kids.

My youngest daughter is a nurse and works for a gastroenterology group. Last week they were doing a colonoscopy on a computer nerd type. The doctor kept saying, “Open, Close, Open Close” as the patient watched the scope in his innards opening and closing to take biopsies. He was amazed that the scope was voice controlled and commented on the wonder of it all. The doctor said, “Oh, no….I pay my nurse to do that.” It would have been so much more fun to allow him to think that science has yet another miracle.

By: edj

edj — Sat, 30 Aug 2008 19:07:53 +0000

LOL! I love to do this too. So far not on my blog, though

By: Daneen

Daneen — Sat, 30 Aug 2008 18:02:30 +0000

As a former teacher, we used to joke in the lounge that we should write a book about all the “chain-yanking” stories we told our classes. One of my favorites was one I told a 4th grade boy. He was very bright but lacked any type of drive to do well in school, especially math. Mind you, he COULD do it, he just chose not to.

I told him that if he continued to do poorly in math in elementary school, that they would make him take MORE math classes in high school than most kids. Oh the horror on his little face.

Needless to say, he ended up getting A’s in my math class.

By: MrsNehemiah

MrsNehemiah — Sat, 30 Aug 2008 16:48:52 +0000

My dad is a class a chain yanker. I was an adult before I figured out that it was the details that give it away.

For years he had us convinced that the tires on the side of the road (the ones that held down the plastic, so the grass could grow) were a tire farm. they were planted there as a service to those who drove the freeway. in case of a blowout you could go “pick-your-own”
but you were on your honor to pay $14.95 to the tire farmer within 30 days or he would levy fines.
Of course you had to be tire savvy and pick a ripe one…

Mrs N