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.

Monday, December 17, 2001

TitaniaFae: Back in a sec... I need a banana.
Maj: okay
TitaniaFae: Back. With banana.
Maj: lol if you were sans banana, I wouldn't be able to talk to you. You know that, right? I only bother to speak to you because of your banana.
Maj: now put the banana on.
TitaniaFae: The banana can't talk. I bit its head off. :-)
Maj: ROTFL
TitaniaFae: I know you only like me for my soft fruit. I've grown reconciled to it.

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