Saturday, January 5, 2008
A man, a plan, a canal, Panama!
For all you newbies out there, this is a blog. Well, maybe not yet. But it will be shortly.
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- Jimmy was a little boy. I say was because he no longer is a little boy, but a grown man. One day, when Jimmy was a little boy, he saw a frog jumping across the road. Interested, he ran up to it an picked it up. Upon examination, Jimmy realized that someone had attached fake hair to the frog's head using a rubber band, and the hair was getting in the frog's eyes. He then noticed his sister, Suzy, looking expectantly at him. "Jimmy, please give me my frog back. We're playing House." Jimmy looked at the distressed frog, and then at his distressed sister. He wasn't sure what to do. So he did what he wanted to do when he first saw the frog, which was wing it as far as he could. The frog sailed almost a hundred feet, making a skidding, plopping, lightly thudding noise as it skipped across the pavement. Suzy cried, the frog died, and Jimmy sighed. Moral: Jimmy is a jerk.