tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12753102.post3151659896896370374..comments2024-03-28T15:41:37.170-04:00Comments on Ben's Journal: A bris - a day you're glad you don't remember!Ben Simonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09833753747177544979noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12753102.post-10192162599485004642007-02-21T07:56:00.000-05:002007-02-21T07:56:00.000-05:00Dave -Luckily, only one :-)We both read that sente...Dave -<BR/><BR/>Luckily, only one :-)<BR/><BR/>We both read that sentence and had the same thought you did. But, in the end, couldn't come up with a better way of saying: "Holy Crap, our friends are having babies!" So we left it as is.<BR/><BR/>;-)Ben Simonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09833753747177544979noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12753102.post-32969690686623927192007-02-21T07:51:00.000-05:002007-02-21T07:51:00.000-05:00As I was reading this, I got hung up on that first...As I was reading this, I got hung up on that first sentence, and had to re-read it a couple times to make sure I was actually misinterpreting it in a reasonable way. :)<BR/><BR/>"Today marked the first bris of a son of a friend of ours."<BR/>- Youch! How many brises is that poor boy going to be having, if this is only the first one?<BR/><BR/>(*rimshot* Thank you, what a terrific audience.)spugbraphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16847742411835463316noreply@blogger.com