Talk to the Goat
Oh-oh, blood and pus? Blisters?
Good girl, glad you didn't call, glad you went out with someone for company on a walk, and glad that your skirt didn't have a pocket.
Ah well eggs were meant for eating anyway.
Ok, sugar, I'm glad you didn't call. Very glad actually.
I doubt he got the hint, and should 'fate' hunt you down, spear you, tie you up in a net and haul you kicking and screaming into his path yet again, put one of those kicks in his balls. That is a very hard sign to misinterpret.
Now, as for the egg. I think it is working. Bad luck is still luck, as the Irish well know. So the egg is giving you all the luck it has at it;s dipsoal. it just got charged the wrong way.
Take care of yourslf, hun.
Seems to be "the egg of destiny".
Is it true that you are currently stalking the brave fellow who cava
lierly escorted you around town? 
Geez, just how big are this guy's eggs?
Sounds like a good friend.
gosh
Good decision.
Gosh I was hoping you'd give me the number so I could call. I think you made a great decision. (He would probably have caller ID anyway and end up trying to visit Kentucky for the summer.)
Maybe you need to switch the egg from evil to good, like that Simpson's episode with the Evil Krusty doll.
You didn't say, but I imagine it was Jason that walked with you for a change?
And this time you walked wearing a skirt rather than the baggie walking shorts? (Until you mentioned the shorts I had imagined sweat pants and sweatshirt since I think Canada is too cold for normal people).
I hadn't realized that blond was not your normal color and that you change it from time to time (usually at Christmas) and even shaved it all off a bit over a year ago, so doing something to your hair to avoid a stocker would not be out of the question.
But back in March you asked the question why you get so many silent visitors; Hundreds of page visits, but only dozens of comments...? (You get many more comments than any other blog I have ever seen..)
But if we comment too much, wouldn't we be feeling like Tito? Invading your private life without invitation? But then you say you want us to comment, and that it "makes you happy". Ok, typed responces are a little less invasive than some stranger looking in your eyes and standing next to you; but if that Tito person was just sitting at a bench and saw you walk by everyday, and couldn't take his eyes off of you while you were present, is he still invading your privacy?
And would he be rude if you walked by and he said absolutely nothing while he stared?
What if his eyes don't blink normally, like mine? Is he required to look away just because he accidently saw you?
Even if you destroyed your entire blog, Google has cashed over 500 pages for your blog that would still be accessible, and then there are your other four blogs.
For someone that is concerned about be stocked, you certainly have given out an excessive amount of personal information to anyone that can access the internet.
You are obviously an exceptionally good writer, or you would never have so many readers and so many regular comments.
(Of course networking with other bloggers has also contributed to the number of page reads as that is really the only way people find new blogs to look at). (Also, references to your page from other web pages is the way search engines create and prioritize search results).
With what you have put on your blogs so far, you seem to have enough written for a good start to several novels.
Since you inspire readers so readily, I think you would have no trouble publishing and distributing a novel, and that it would sell well. (Just don't say it is autobiographical or you may have more Tito's coming to look for you).
(I only bothered to look at your site because a blog I was regularly reading was completely destroyed do to the blogger feeling that her privacy was invaded, and concerns of safety from an ex).
Now that egg - I thought it was solid and hard. How are you going to squeeze it at all?
(Actually I was just looking to see if you had a link to the new blog for the person that destroyed her old one, but I do enjoy your writing style in spite of usage of words that would never be part of my vocabulary).
I'm not dumb enough to give that link out, Robert
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Despite your friends good intentions, I'm beginning to suspect that egg is jinxed. I would "accidentlly" break it myself. (No offense meant to Kat)
As for the one lacking an internal editor above me. Chill. Your point has been made.
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Well if we normally look fat and drunk, then yes, I guess that's us (and definitely YES on the smudged glasses...SOMEBODY is a once-a-year cleaner).
I don't really think of comments as invasions of privacy - this is like talking to my friends, and if I talk to my friends, I expect them to answer!
If you came into my home, read my diary, and left behind comments, THAT would be an invasion of privacy.
Besides, at least comments say I came, I read, I left.
Droog, sorry to disappoint, but I am much too lazy to stalk.
As for the egg, guys, maybe I should perform a little voodoo of my own and see if I can jolt it into being a good egg for a change!
This is a bit creepy. Hmm. Be careful...not too much...just be aware. Okay now I sound like someones mother. Sorry.
Well I'm glad to hear you didn't call. That would've just encouraged him.
I hope you put some cream on those blisters and some bandaids.
Good for you. Hopefully you won't run into this loser again. And hope you enjoyed your weekend. I bet the weather was as nice as it was here.
the only thing that egg is good for is an omletete
Someone sounds very thick. It took me years to learn to say NO! But people still don't get it. I wonder what doesn't spell it out for them. So if the first No or Not Interested doesn't work, I just learn to recognise the phone number and don't pick up and delete messages without listening to them.
Have you tried the egg in a back pocket or shirt pocket? Which works best for you - butt or boobs? 
Good that you didn't call. Very good. It would have just encouraged him. You just can't predict that kind of crazy.
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