Last night we dreamed we ran into Bill Cosby. He cried, "Help me, my sweater is on fire!" We replied, "You know, we thought it was even more colorful than usual."
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September 14, 2011
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You're a very social guy: I would have not known what to say to the guy, except "j-a-ah-a-azzzzizz". Love the title, by the way.
Posted by: Martijn | September 14, 2011 at 10:54 AM
We put him out (not without reservations) with a box of jello pudding pops. Everywhere he goes, there they are.
Posted by: UF MIKE | September 14, 2011 at 11:07 AM