tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34364708.post4427486728128339398..comments2024-03-22T01:56:45.513-07:00Comments on HOLLYWOOD: Where HOT Comes To Die ®: No SweatSuzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00361775888847203043noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34364708.post-38871287581208457902009-04-06T08:21:00.000-07:002009-04-06T08:21:00.000-07:00As long as you're not leaking anymore you'll be fi...As long as you're not leaking anymore you'll be fine. I think.Kathy B!https://www.blogger.com/profile/13932652254033295435noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34364708.post-25369308467691787542009-04-06T06:00:00.000-07:002009-04-06T06:00:00.000-07:00Well, that just stinks.Well, that just stinks.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16258150805363212464noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34364708.post-74839721666970624462009-04-05T19:09:00.000-07:002009-04-05T19:09:00.000-07:00I sweat (not on stage, though) but I don't stink w...I sweat (not on stage, though) but I don't stink when I do. My shit, however ...Jamihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17962802919604963474noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34364708.post-82711990919710641232009-04-05T18:40:00.000-07:002009-04-05T18:40:00.000-07:00I'm glad you figured that out. For everyone's sak...I'm glad you figured that out. For everyone's sake.Sherri Murphyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01536108320748561406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34364708.post-74366349644104449202009-04-05T16:30:00.000-07:002009-04-05T16:30:00.000-07:00I had a friend, yes I did shut up, who smoked like...I had a friend, yes I did shut up, who smoked like a chimney with a load of tar. She quit smoking and wanted to know what that awful smell was everytime she went outside. I told her "fresh air". She looked at me and said smells more like fresh hell to me. Guess that chemicals have a way with messing up our smell factor.Gladyshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04871936987053625828noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34364708.post-90597764981285637742009-04-05T15:11:00.000-07:002009-04-05T15:11:00.000-07:00geezz I just thought there was a dead cat or perso...geezz I just thought there was a dead cat or person in the wall... glad to know it was neither, I think...pickin chicken..nope didn't just call you a chicken either. ear rocks...I mean U rock!darsdenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06204592599045715814noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34364708.post-16960814872406618222009-04-05T15:07:00.000-07:002009-04-05T15:07:00.000-07:00I could sent you a medal but it has a gymast on it...I could sent you a medal but it has a gymast on it doing a walkover or some crazy thing. Want it? <BR/><BR/>As far as the stink? Just make sure everyone around you is smashed and you'll be fine. And perhaps burn some incense. <BR/><BR/><BR/>Me? My sweat don't stink.Vodka Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04734323418017847775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34364708.post-61090465587559958682009-04-05T14:40:00.000-07:002009-04-05T14:40:00.000-07:00Well, smmmeellll you, Sistah! ;)Well, smmmeellll you, Sistah! ;)Ann Imighttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01383249597505013239noreply@blogger.com