I found twenty dollars in my pocket today. That was pretty cool. I have no idea where it came from, though. Hmm. I hope these are my pants.
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
There. I posted. Happy?
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
John
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9 comments:
I'd be happier if you found 20 bucks in someone elses' pants.. while they were still wearing them. Now that would be a story!
Did you, uh, "share a room" with someone recently? You know, maybe after a leeettle too many Black Russians??
I'm pretty sure these are mine. I don't think my brothers have the same size. But I do wear Glenn's shirts, only because I don't have a closet or drawer space at the current moment.
Imagine my surprise when I not only found that you had posted, but that a pair of my pants with $20 in the pocket was missing...
"Good things come ot those who don't post."
Apparently that's true, because I've been doing great lately.
The day I put up a new post, I got sick, foudn out I owe th eschool money, and have to get my car looke dat. Coincidence?
...Yeah, probably.
I don't know if it's just me, but every time I come here, that pop up ads gets bigger. I think it started showing up after I put up the poll. So, I guess it will go away when I post enough to knock that one of the front page. I'm kind of in a rut right now, though. It's not that I don't have anything to write about, it's that there's too much and I don't know where to start.
Anyway, what I wanted to say was that I'm wearing those pants again, and I just checked the pockets to see if I had any change and I found a package of Sweet Tarts. Where the heck did they come from? My pants are starting to scare me.
I one time found a Weimar Republic-era German passport, a wedding ring with "To Wilhelmina" engraved inside of it, and a piece of cloth reputedly torn from the Shroud of Turin in my pants pocket, but never 20 bucks.
Lucky stiff.
Boy, you dodged a bullet this time. I've been gone long enough to have died and been resurrected. If you hadn't have posted in that time, let's just say someone would have been crucified, pants or no pants. Well, let's go with pants.
I'm wearing those pants again
You're wearing someone elses pants again?
Sheesh.
Thief.
My pants are starting to scare me.
Heh.
Lucky stiff.
Does anyone know where that phrase comes from... and you probably shouldn't have used it while discussing pants...
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