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I Got Nothin’

Hey, how’s it going? No, not you. Move out of the way. Yeah you, how’s it going? Me? Oh you know, just carbo-loading. Just like the title says, I got nothin’ for the Blog today.  But as a wise man once told me “‘Tis better to Blog, and have nothing to say, than to have nothing to say, and then Blog.” Right on.

-Do anti-abortion people eat eggs? I can imagine the uproar if cartons of human fetuses (or is it fetum? or fetii?) were made available as chicken feed. Are chickens against having their eggs harvested? Is that what that incessant clucking is all about? These are the questions that we may never know the answers to.

-I heard a man in a rap music song say “I got a pocket full of stinky.” I intend to find out what that means.

-Overheard on the streets of Minneapolis-

Old guy to other old guy: “Boy, did you get fat as s**t!”

Overheard in the halls of the apartment building-

Man, presumably talking to someone: “Remember how I got so sick yesterday from eating so many potato chips? Well, the same thing happened today, only with Cheetos!”

America will be just fine.

Here’s a Blong. It’s that guy from Interpol.

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  1. June 24, 2010 at 7:30 pm

    Man, I wish I’d overheard those things you overheard. I would’ve listened really closely.

  2. June 24, 2010 at 9:01 pm

    Eh, after those juicy first lines, not a whole lot materialized in either of the convos.

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