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Here is my question on the tax issue. How do we know for sure that if we vote to increase the income tax for a break on the property tax, that the lawmakers will actually lower property taxes?


Imaginary friends are considered healthy. Your child even knows that the imaginary friend is imaginary, which shows that it's just normal play.

I didn't have an imaginary friend. I pretended I was imaginary. Weird childhood, for sure.


I had an imaginary friend, Carol, when I was little. she kept me company when I was on the toilet. My parents were very cool about including her, and I can recall at the time I was very appreciative. You can have a lot of fun with this.

From what my mom says, my aunt had one and insisted that she have her own place setting at the dinner table. No food necessary on the plate, but "Bun" needed her own place.

Regarding the "peepee mommy!" stuff -- classy!


They forgot to include Jim Baker in the Falwell/Robertson slideshow.


I had imaginary horses when I was a kid. I was a city girl with 3 brothers and lots of friends living on my street, but I wanted a horse! So I created a stable of 20 no less in the fenced-in garden in our row house backyard. Think "Field of Dreams" - with Ray and his ballplayers who existed invisibly in the cornfield - that was me and my stallions.

My dad thought I was nuts.

Time and nature took care of my phony ponies. I sent the whole herd off to the imaginary glue factory when I was about 8 - just before my poor Pop called the men in white coats on me - and just before I discovered boys.

Adam's 'Other Adam' will disappear soon. His obsession with his family jewels will last a lifetime.


My imaginary friends were a bunch of human sized intelligent dodo birds that had escaped extinction by hiding in a network of secret underground caverns.

I've been told that my fantasy life is perhaps a little too active.


Anna has two imaginary friends - Hermie and Jack. They come and go. Hermie showed up first. Anna came downstairs calling "Hermie?! Hermie! Mom, have you seen Hermie? I don't know where he went." Rather than point out that I could NEVER see Hermie, I told her I thought he was standing by the tv. She replied, "No, he's in the dining room." in a voice that clearly indicated that I had no clue what I was talking about.

I had an imaginary friend named Lucy. She had a dog named Danger. He was named Danger because "he bites."
Someday I'm going to have a dog named Danger. (it really didn't fit the current pooch)


I didn't have an imaginary friend, but I thought if I twitched my nose like Samantha on Bewitched, I'd be able to fly and travel wherever I wanted. I spent a lot of time practicing. Thank God I didn't think I was Superman or else I may have tried jumping off the roof.

Some people really thought those albums sucked?

Oh. I guess I won't show them my album collection from back then.


I still have imaginary friends... and I'm going to be 40 this year. They're a group of sorority "chicks" (don't tell my wife). Seriously, my daughter had one for quite some time when she was 3 or so... very normal.

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