tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969019800951832394.post9137406601792465648..comments2024-01-11T01:50:59.588-07:00Comments on The Writings and Rantings of Frank L. Cole: Nostalgic Moment #32Frank Colehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08201699046649528170noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969019800951832394.post-65632366459042119192011-06-14T23:10:57.565-06:002011-06-14T23:10:57.565-06:00Took your advice and added my fainting spell to a ...Took your advice and added my fainting spell to a story I am working on. Had to change it up, character is a boy. You more than any other author have inspired me to do what my mother has been asking me to do for years...write.<br /><br />I hope it works in the story. <br /><br />Thanks for your constant inspiration both to adults and to the kids you visit with at school!<br /><br />Susan LaDukeAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969019800951832394.post-11729858380616339072011-06-02T12:42:19.406-06:002011-06-02T12:42:19.406-06:00I grew up in a small farming town and my friend ha...I grew up in a small farming town and my friend had a goat. Since we didn't have many forms of entertainment, we'd get our kicks and giggles by sneaking up on the poor thing and clapping our hands. For some reason, watching that goat faint over and over never got old.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969019800951832394.post-17379052329705902152011-05-31T11:26:58.835-06:002011-05-31T11:26:58.835-06:00Susan - That story needs to be in a book. Very fun...Susan - That story needs to be in a book. Very funny!<br />snlim - I prefer Asian bangs. <br />Bee - Walmart makes me faint when I see those rolled back prices! Killer!Frank Colehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08201699046649528170noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969019800951832394.post-25844218107200350152011-05-31T10:24:27.315-06:002011-05-31T10:24:27.315-06:001. I watched the fainting goats at least 4 times.
...1. I watched the fainting goats at least 4 times.<br /><br />2. One time I fainted in Wal Mart. And then they had to call the ambulance. It's not something I'm proud of.Beehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15387799916633932699noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969019800951832394.post-4911771378583904892011-05-30T11:44:49.274-06:002011-05-30T11:44:49.274-06:00I fainted when I was younger... my mom was trimmin...I fainted when I was younger... my mom was trimming my bangs- the typical Asian bangs that go straight across- right above your eyebrows (you're jealous, I know). Fortunately she was observant and just laid me on the ground until I woke up. That was that. Not quite as interesting as Susan's story- but then again, mine never are (lol).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969019800951832394.post-40870943739791306782011-05-29T20:57:05.637-06:002011-05-29T20:57:05.637-06:00I was 12 years old when I humiliated myself!
I fa...I was 12 years old when I humiliated myself!<br /><br />I fainted just as the general (only a 2 star) walked in to pin the new rank on my father.<br /><br />I had just gotten the world's worst perm. The hairdresser gave me an old lady's hairdo. <br />I hated the dress my mom made me wear.<br />I hated the shoes my mom made me wear.<br />It was 100 degrees in the room.<br />I had skipped lunch.<br /><br />I turned green, then white, and went down like a sack of potatoes.<br /><br />Some poor sap had to drag me across the crowded room and out the door into the hall where he waved smelling salts under my nose. (how long was I out that he had time to dig that up?)<br /><br />The worst was that I had to go back into the room and stand in a receiving line where all 100 witnesses could look me in the eye and remind me of my humiliation, "you look much better than the lovely shade of green you were earlier". Ha, ha, funny little army men!<br /><br />Ah, the memories!<br /><br />I couldn't post using my email, so I posted anonymous.<br /><br />Susan LaDukeAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969019800951832394.post-31267672649689207542011-05-29T17:04:47.369-06:002011-05-29T17:04:47.369-06:00I fainted at my friends house once, she still hasn...I fainted at my friends house once, she still hasn't let me forget that.......Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969019800951832394.post-24878937866900749442011-05-29T16:02:25.192-06:002011-05-29T16:02:25.192-06:00Aw Tristi... You're blaming it on Google, but ...Aw Tristi... You're blaming it on Google, but you know those words deep down inside. We all do.Frank Colehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08201699046649528170noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5969019800951832394.post-18567013140579288602011-05-29T14:16:55.857-06:002011-05-29T14:16:55.857-06:00I have never fainted. I have come close, usually ...I have never fainted. I have come close, usually because of way low blood sugar, but never actually done it.<br /><br />As far as the lyrics, Google is da bomb.<br /><br />Here we are, face to face <br />A couple of Silver Spoons. <br />Hopin’ to find, we’re two of a kind <br />Making a go, making it grow. <br /><br />Together, we’re going to find our way. <br />Together, taking the time each day. <br />To learn all about those things you just can’t buy. <br /><br />Two Silver spoons together. <br />You and I together (We’re going to find our way) <br />You and I together (We’re going to find our way) <br />You and I together.Tristi Pinkstonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13299727820026189951noreply@blogger.com