The unexplained figure under the street light could mean only one thing... Flood Season is here.
That's right Flood Season.
Time to empty out the old think tank, time to rattle off a few cold ones, time to give away your briefcase...
Oh yes ladies and gentlemen it's time for the deep freeze, the sweet chill, the holy gobbler mess, the never ending handshake, the electric freak-off... time to have the long talk with the kids, the chrunchy punch out, the dusty mushroom snack, the old bag'a homeless bones, the used up slingshot jamboree.
Just make sure you can get to higher ground... when the floods come.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
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