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Friday, February 15, 2013

Oh My




Merilly

7 comments:

  1. Yeah, that brings to mind the guy I saw waiting for a cab one time. Had an iridescent pink shirt with gaudy pearl cufflinks, a very loud plaid jacket, a green tie with dolphins on it, light blue trousers with patch pockets and a button-up fly, a houndstooth cap with a large feather plume, a white leather belt, and red pointy-toed shoes.

    Unable to resist, I asked him, “Jesus, man . . . What the hell’s that get-up for!?”

    He said, “Aw, I asked my brother, same size as I am, to stop by that men’s store downtown . . . you know, Cox’s . . . and get me a seersucker suit. Dumb shit went to Sears instead.”

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  2. I'm sure you have heard of the dyslexic, agnostic, insomniac who would lie awake at night wondering if there really was a doG.

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  3. That explains why being dyslexic can be a pain in the ass.

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  4. bocopro-

    That is soooo stolen!

    MC

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  5. quite a critical and hard to understand saying.

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  6. Dyslexia is a real handicap that shouldn't be made fun of...


    Dyslexics untie!

    TheIrishman

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  7. No, son, Morrie ain't dyslexic,
    he's just writin' Hebrew.

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