Might snow.
It is snowing.
Now?
Yup.
Right now?
Yup.
Let's do something weird. I love you Hal.
I love you too Timothy Jr. Let's walk in the snow. Huh?
Let's do it naked.
Ok.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
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This is what happens when the eggs of ideas are wrapped in the sausage of metaphor and deep fried in the hot grease of collective effort.
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