Saturday, January 5, 2008
A boy and his dog.
Okay, this picture has nothing to do with anything. I just liked it. I was gonna say something like, "why I don't drink beer anymore" or, "the dog's okay, but his mother's a bitch", or something like that, but, hey, I just don't feel like it okay? Anyway, my brother, the amazing Ultra-runner, AndyMan, needs your vote. So click on the "AndyMan's in the Slam" link above and vote on his poll. HmmK?
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It's called unconditional love and it's a great thing. He may have struck out at the movies last night but he can always find some sugar in the back yard (assuming that is Taylor, but w/out a face it's kind of hard to tell, actually with a face it's kind of hard to tell).
As a matter of fact, that is Taylor with Bo.
Yes, unconditional love is . . . a wonderful thing . . . .
So, Lynn, how's my brudda?
Bro is good, he scored a free ticket to the Bucs thump the Giants tomorrow. Somewhere he'd rather be though (hey Lynne).... Anywho, was that Taylor really giving a hug, or was he restraining Bo from ending the life of some medium sized creature in the 'hood?
Hey, Chocolate Thunder, a/k/a CT, a/k/a Peanut, a/k/a Fat Stuff, came back. Besides, why would you imagine those two purposes are exclusive of each other?
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