tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35991244.post1585126132358314442..comments2008-12-22T15:08:39.901-08:00Comments on Damn Kids, Get Off My Lawn!: Five o'clock in the a.m., for no good reasonGleemonexhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00329310168801733659noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35991244.post-67293111467896965492008-12-22T15:08:00.000-08:002008-12-22T15:08:00.000-08:00I once called it "ding-dong-ditch" and my husband ...I once called it "ding-dong-ditch" and my husband was all "where the hell are YOU from?" (he's from Dallas and grew up calling it the same shameful moniker as we did, and was afraid that our little hicktown - which he commonly uses as a reference point for all things backward - had somehow risen above its neighbors. I assured him that we, sir, had NOT.)bgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12253441578993501345noreply@blogger.com