tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707857013369876723.post6470317923387536262..comments2023-09-28T05:08:44.503-07:00Comments on Renee's Pages: A Snapshot in TimeRenee Robersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092441426932526012noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707857013369876723.post-55920918393854746512013-08-02T14:34:15.938-07:002013-08-02T14:34:15.938-07:00Dubbage? I have no idea what that is either! There...Dubbage? I have no idea what that is either! There are some very strange things that happen in parking lots (one day I'll tell you about a flashing incident I witnessed when I was a kid!) Glad you knew to get back inside to your friends. We ALWAYS have to trust those instincts and protect ourselves, and teach our daughters to do the same:)Renee Robersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04092441426932526012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2707857013369876723.post-30263429045852835102013-07-31T14:57:06.881-07:002013-07-31T14:57:06.881-07:00This is super scary. I remember one time in the Wh...This is super scary. I remember one time in the White Castle parking lot when I was like 14, a car drove up and the guy leaned out and said, DO YOU HAVE ANY DUBBAGE? (I'm probably not spelling that right.) And I had NO IDEA what he was talking about. And he freaked me out so I ran away to my friends inside. :) SO glad you listened to your instincts. Margo Dillhttp://margodill.com/blog/noreply@blogger.com