To: Tax-chick
There is a full moon to night and yet I am inside. When I was in college we would climb to the tops of hills lay on ours backs with our feet in the air and try to trip low flying birds. There was a new girl in town and she didn't know about snipe hunting. I thought everybody knew that snipe hunting was fake. Later that year when we went down to the beach for a grunion run. She was shocked to see the grunion after the snipe. Can you believe you need a fishing license for grunion now. It has always been limited hands only as long as I can remember. Tonight I tried to fix my dads computer. The power supply was good, now I think the system board is gone. My moms VCR died and all I could do is get the tape out. Can thoughts be truly random? unlike random number generators.
371 posted on
08/05/2009 9:22:49 PM PDT by
ThomasThomas
(I eat with out a Prescription!)
To: ThomasThomas
cosmic, man
just...cosmic
almost steven-wright-esque, even
he still has a pony, btw
372 posted on
08/05/2009 11:45:18 PM PDT by
HKMk23
(In the end, life contains only one tragedy: not to have been a saint.)
To: ThomasThomas
Your mom has a VCR, with tape? Wow.
373 posted on
08/06/2009 4:38:58 AM PDT by
Tax-chick
("And the rum is for all your good vices.")
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