Whilst in the midst of the rain forest, a sloth crossed my path and began to speak in a foreign tongue. One which I spoke well. "Why is the orangutan a nomad of the trees?" He is smart beyond his years, I replied.
Thursday, July 07, 2005
Behind the Old Monk. The first stop on Saturday's Pub Crawl.
3 Comments:
you're standing like dad in that photo.
That's scarry. Only because I'm not a 6'7 man. I love my dad.
i'll show you this pic i have of dad standing exactly like that in front of a big rig wearing safety goggles. shit's tight.
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