To: dead
For the life of me, I can't figure out what is so appealing about sleeping on railroad tracks. Am I missing the boat here? Is there some magical portal to the land of nod that lies between the rails? I'm sorry, but cold steel, creosote-soaked wood, and rocks ain't my idea of a comfortable rack.
I can just picture this scene in my head:
Mexican: Hombres, I'm dead tired. Think I'll head down to the tracks and catch a few "Z's".
Hombres: Adios, Juan! We'll have the engineer wake you when he comes by.
21 posted on
04/27/2004 11:08:49 AM PDT by
Ranxerox
To: Ranxerox
I guess some other sleepy drunks already grabbed the bed of nails and the couch of broken glass.
24 posted on
04/27/2004 11:27:44 AM PDT by
dead
(I've got my eye out for Mullah Omar.)
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