July 16, 2002
When I was a kid, I would get really afraid, like, pee my pants afraid, when I would hear sirens. I thought my house was on fire (even if I was at my house) or something. I was deathly afraid of them. Then I entered my firemen-are-hot phase and would get a little excited when I would here their sirens. I am not too into them anymore, whether it's because I now have a man of my own, who is hotter than any fireman, or because the fire trucks here in San Luis are that yellowish-green color instead of red, I am not sure. Now adays, the sound of a siren reminds me of work. A new patient on it's way? It's not my favorite sound, but I am no longer pee my pants afraid when I hear them (although I do have a weak bladder in stressful situations).
Comments
Matt:
Erika always pees her pants!
July 16, 2002 6:50 PM
ERIKA:
Hi its me Erika did you know my name is Erika too. I am a BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG fan of your work. Will gotta go bye.
March 14, 2004 7:45 AM