Tuesday, August 08, 2006

WEAR YOUR SHOES ON YOUR HANDS, GOOD NEIGHBOR

This morning on the way to work, we got just a little bit turned around. Suddenly I looked out the window and--to my delight--all the men walking down the street had my very same haircut! As we drove around in circles, the traffic became increasingly bad. At one point, we were gridlocked between three school buses. This is what the buses said on the side:




I knew it was going to be a great day.

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