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Friday, February 08, 2008
6 comments:
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Anonymous said...
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Rule 1: Be twenty feet tall and walk on air.
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2/8/08, 2:34 PM
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B....... said...
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I remember so well growing up in a sleepy little town in New Mexico. I’m not sure that we had locks on the doors – if we did, the doors were never locked. I would walk home from school – no one home – and just walk right in. Crime certainly wasn’t prominent there. One day, old man Finely (drunk as usual) ran over and killed our dog. I guess that was the last straw for the town. That night a group of citizens hung him from his big old cottonwood tree. Perhaps, someday.......no, I guess not.
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2/8/08, 2:40 PM
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Anonymous said...
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He should sling that around his front side; handier that way.
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2/8/08, 5:46 PM
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Bob Hawkins said...
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I went back to Ohio to visit the family a couple of years ago. One of my brothers remarked that he had to start locking the door because his dog had learned to open it. My other brother said he had to start locking his doors because the neighbor's kid would come in to play video games and the kid's parents couldn't find him.
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2/8/08, 7:53 PM
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Anonymous said...
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I just realized I had not locked to sliding door to my patio for the last 3 days. There are advantages to living in semi-rural central PA.
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2/8/08, 9:29 PM
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Anonymous said...
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Carry that Ak-47 in low ready while trolling for perps...best to get grandma out in front, about 20 feet, with a couple 20's hanging out of her purse.
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2/9/08, 1:16 AM
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