Books. Bikes. Boomsticks.
Self-Checkout aisles are like wheelchair ramps for introverts.
It's why I don't believe in God; five bullets into John and none into Yoko.
I've always wondered, why not Yoko? It's a pretty strong argument for atheism.
It must have been a government conspiracy; there had to have been a second shooter because everyone knows you can't completely unload a Charter Arms revolver without it tying up on you.
No, it's period correct.That was obviously a Charter Arms and not a CharCo or Charter 2000... ;)
You're mean. I like you.A client of mine worked in the Dakota and I went there a couple of time to do debugging. (Meaning: Get paid to fix my own mistakes. Gods, I love programming!) IAE, I shared the elevator with Yoko Ono.......s chef. It's the closest I've come to fame. (Well, that's not true, I ran into George Lucas twice when I lived in Marin...)
Wow, Lizard! You road an elevator with a person who works for a person who was married a famous dead guy. I'm pretty sure that Ted Kozinski meets more famous people, and has been doing so since he said,"Hey! Cabin in the woods! That'll be fun!"
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