After all the hoopla over squash and veggie burgers with big chunks of corn, I figured we were already on rocky terrain--I wasn't touching the hairy looking meal with a ten foot pole. Either literally or figuratively. I just took it on faith that it tasted better than it looked. I didn't want all the vegetarians thinking I had some kind of axe to grind.
But it was really really really tasty. Honest. Once you get past all the hair.
I wasnt aware that a person could earn a doctorate in "trucking". What was the title of his thesis paper
A Crack of Hope: an indepth look at the affects of suspenders on the trucking industry
Mock if you will, but Art was one educated trucker.
Is it just me
..or have you actually become more disrespectful since you learned Art was a Phd? I think youre an anti-doctite
..a raaaaaaaaaaaabid anti-doctite.
I am NOT an anti-doctite!
Ummm
..because its a field trip to the post office. Honestly, are they even necessary anymore?
Not really. Unless you consider it more of a museum tour.
A secret door? Did you guys have to tap the third stone to the left of the revolving bookcase before you slid down a pole into a secret subterranean postal lair? Because....that would be a post office tour worth experiencing.
Now you've ruined the whole experience for me. Thanks.
When I saw the space shuttle from WDW
..which incidentally was probably the single most greatest thing Ive ever witnessed in my whole entire life
..it left a big white trail behind it. Maybe you were preoccupied by all of the exciting memories from your big day at the post office.
You hurt me. You hurt me real deep.
I just want to go on record as saying that Jakie spells her name cool!
Thanks for sticking up for her. This crowd is tough.
Way to make her feel better, dude. At least imaginary Loubon tried to make her feel better with the Michigan/Jersey/Roman candle dud thing.
Loubon's Ghost is a kinder, gentler version of his former self.
Cupcake puzzle thing = ability to leisurely consume fabulous creme brulee and Irish coffee largely unpunctuated with "Are you done yet? Can we go now? Are there rides here?" Therefore, best. dessert. ever.
That's true. And don't think that I didn't appreciate being able to enjoy every single meal without the drama that goes with it.
Ahem.
Sorry - couldn't resist.

But, truly, it fell far short of exciting. In the words of Leo, then aged 4: "That's it? I want ice cream."
Ahh...thank you. That was nice.
Ye-ep.
You know what I'm sayin'?

I'll add, though, that if you love fish, it excels there, too!
That actually makes sense.
It does tear to wear one out. No one here seems to appreciate that but you.
Nobody puts Baby in a corner or hucifer on the FOURTH page!
Hope everything is okay, pal!
I thought I was only as pathetic as the third page. This fourth-page crap is surprising, even to me.
And yes! I'm great! Time for another update, huh?
Now... where are you?

opcorn:
Ummm...I gave up on my own thread. Like it's even way too pathetic for me to bother with anymore. I honestly never thought I would see the day when someone would bump this thing.