I scrambled to the top of the precipice where Nick was waiting. "That was fun," I said. "You bet it was," said Nick. "Let's climb higher.". "No," I said. "I think we should be heading back now.". "We have time," nick insisted. I said we didn't, and Nick said we did. We argued back and forth like that for about 20 minutes, then finally decided to head back. I didn't say it was an interesting story.
I love me some Jack Handey, especially when things turn to madness!
Re: A Story.
"If I lived back in the wild west days, instead of carrying a six-gun in my holster, I?d carry a soldering iron. That way, if some smart-aleck cowboy said something like ?Hey, look. He?s carrying a soldering iron!? and started laughing, and everybody else started laughing, I could just say, ?That?s right, it?s a soldering iron. The soldering iron of justice."
i love you.
My favorite Deep Thoughts is from about when I was in Jr. High:
"When I see an old lady slip and fall on the ice, my first instinct is to laugh. But then, I think, "what if I were an ant, and she fell on me?" Then, it's not so funny...