Originally posted by elvendreamgirlOops, sorry.😳 That's not funny at all. I have a bad habit of doing this. Just the other day, a friend of mine coughed on the phone, and I said "whaddaya have, lung cancer?". It didn't go over well.
hmmmm, suddenly I am thinking crabius maximus.......
by the way, I have diabetes. Perhaps that is why I am so sweet.....
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I'm not being crabby. I just think Hallmark makes enough greeting cards already.
Originally posted by PBE6Awwww, it's okay. I know I have it and I have since I was 7. I make jokes about it all the time. Sometimes they are even funny 😀
Oops, sorry.😳 That's not funny at all. I have a bad habit of doing this. Just the other day, a friend of mine coughed on the phone, and I said "whaddaya have, lung cancer?". It didn't go over well.
I'm not being crabby. I just think Hallmark makes enough greeting cards already.
Originally posted by elvendreamgirlWell, I'll still try to curb my enthusiasm for tasteless jokes.
Awwww, it's okay. I know I have it and I have since I was 7. I make jokes about it all the time. Sometimes they are even funny 😀
Actually, a good friend of mine has diabetes, and he told me some scary stories. Apparently, one day he either injected too much or too little insulin (I forget which), and while he was driving he blacked-out. He woke up 6 hours later in a ditch with a full tank of gas, which is extremely odd because his car takes diesel and nobody else would have known how to fill it up.
Originally posted by PBE6maybe he got his shots mixed up 😛
Well, I'll still try to curb my enthusiasm for tasteless jokes.
Actually, a good friend of mine has diabetes, and he told me some scary stories. Apparently, one day he either injected too much or too little insulin (I forget which), and while he was driving he blacked-out. He woke up 6 hours later in a ditch with a full tank of gas, which is extremely odd because his car takes diesel and nobody else would have known how to fill it up.
Originally posted by PBE6obviously, it was aliens........😀
Well, I'll still try to curb my enthusiasm for tasteless jokes.
Actually, a good friend of mine has diabetes, and he told me some scary stories. Apparently, one day he either injected too much or too little insulin (I forget which), and while he was driving he blacked-out. He woke up 6 hours later in a ditch with a full tank of gas, which is extremely odd because his car takes diesel and nobody else would have known how to fill it up.