Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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guts and garters

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

Wednesday, December 18, 2002

A psycho-manic peewee just strode past my window. I think it was on its way somewhere.

This was almost as disturbing/amusing as the hell-spawn demon-possessed dog in Dick Smiths this morning. All we did was stop by to see Puss, and on the way out we were accosted by a tiny yapping electronic dog, that madly backflipped at us.

The world, I tell you, is nuts.

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