john_m_burt

Friday, November 27, 2009

Things They Sell At The End of the Aisle

Things like inflatable tongues,
mustard-squirting mouths,
ketchup-squirting nostrils
and toothpaste-squirting dogs.

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "Goodness me."\\
Posted by john_m_burt at 14:17
Labels: Fun, The Death of America

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john_m_burt
I live in a decrepit but much-loved Victorian in a sleepy college town. Every day, I climb the five-story ladder to the snug little lookout (very similar to the Forest Service lookouts my wife used to work on before she met me) perched on top of the house, in order to write this blog. I'm sure the lookout tower would be a very impressive sight if it weren't imaginary.
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