Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
Alas! this blog is
no longer where it is at.
Onwards! (Back to home.)



guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Sunday, August 06, 2000

A: Come over and visit.
Me: As long as I can bring my German.
A: I don't think the critters will mind.
Je: Your German? Oh, you mean the language.
Me: No, I have Hitler in my pocket.
Ky: How did you shrink him?
Me: He was always that small, they just used clever camera angles to make him appear normal size.
Je: And platform boots.

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