tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30469681.post116685372434449426..comments2023-10-28T08:09:45.154-07:00Comments on Cello Girl Talks: Another Dorky Moment!TiNAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13948012094531466600noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30469681.post-1167004391427516202006-12-24T15:53:00.000-08:002006-12-24T15:53:00.000-08:00I think you are just plain dorky.I think you are just plain dorky.Daniellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02327477089334553493noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30469681.post-1166893835568109842006-12-23T09:10:00.000-08:002006-12-23T09:10:00.000-08:00Definately my mom. :)Definately my mom. :)TiNAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13948012094531466600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30469681.post-1166874259070195192006-12-23T03:44:00.000-08:002006-12-23T03:44:00.000-08:00Now I heard that a leaf does not fall far from the...Now I heard that a leaf does not fall far from the tree. So did you get that dorkiness from your mother or father? Of course your mother spit you out with identical personalities and I gave you all your musical talent, thus leaving zero for me. Of course I was a nerd in high school with the pocket protector, honor roll and all that stuff. And I was a student bus driver...how exciting were those high school days? And I still open doors for ladies, couldn't operate a vacumn if I had to, say "yes mam" and "no mam" to my elders. I have a dog that understands me (well he lays next to me and walks behind me like a shadow)...a dog-gone great dog. I still part my hair versus putting moose on it and messing it up. So with all that.....where in the world would you have gotten any dorkiness? It must be from living in another country ... California?<BR/><BR/>DadAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com