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Wednesday, May 12, 2004


   I can't think of anything to write about....



How will you DIE?
Name / Username
You will die of a broken heart
At age 84
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I saw that James took this quiz so I decided to take it myself. A broken heart is not the way I want to go...that is sooooo sad! I would rather go out in some bizarre accident with chocolate pudding or a freak skee ball incident. Broken heart...that is just too sad!!

Right now I am at work, my boss is out of the office so I read some manga and visited some myO sites. I think I need to do something like tell a story. But what to tell.....

I will tell you a story about why it is good not to become an alcoholic!

When John (my hubby) was in college he and some friends went to the near by town of Wenatchee, Washington. Every year they have a spring festival called the Apple Blossom Festival. You know, the typical stuff...carnival rides, food vendors, parade...yaada, yaada, yaada. It is also a very popular place for cruising around trying to pick up girls. I will tell you, being a girl at Apple Blossom is very dangerous. My group of girlfriends and I were there and got hosed down by a bunch of boys looking for a free wet t-shirt contest. >_<

Anywho...the boys (John and his friends, not the numbnuts with the water hoses) had a modified station wagon. They chopped the top off of it and made some other "alterations". Ok, visualize this. Black 1970 station wagon, top chopped, on the side was a painting of a pig wearing a cop hat with a big red circle with slash through it. White styrofoam female mannequin head with long flowing black hair. Cateye sunglasses on her with an empty vodka bottle stuck in her mouth. It was called the Piggy Wagon.

The driver's seat was broken so it would naturally recline. To remedy this they used a log to prop up behind the seat, sometimes the log would slip and the driver would just disappear! The Piggy Wagon didn't have a licence, only a trip permit for the weekend. It was road legal...but just barely. Needless to say, they were very popular cruising around town.

That isn't the story, that was just the set up. Here is the real story...

They boys were camping outside of one of the other guy's sister's house. John gets up and crawls out of the tent. He looks around and sees a figure of a man walking down the middle of the road. It is approximately 6am. He didn't think much of it and started to pack up his gear. The figure got closer and John realized there was something not quite right about the guy.

He wakes one of the other guys to check out the man.

The man was a good 350 pounds, middle aged, looked basically unkept, had a very small t-shirt (basically a baby t) on and no pants..or underwear. He was naked below his huge waist!

He wanders up to the guys and say, of all things, "Have you seen the peter?" John's cracking up and points at his "area" and says, "Yeah, it's right there!". The guy mumbles something and says he has to find the peter. He goes over to the wagon and tries to take a pillow. The other guy with John yells at him and steals the pillow back.

The mostly naked man continues down the road. Stops at a car, steals the carseat covers, tries to wrap himself up and wanders away. Never to be seen again.

Now my question to all you is this...what chain of events lead to this man being mostly naked looking for the peter? Where did he find the extra small t-shirt? Did he ever find the peter? If those were your car seat covers, would you want them back?

Just something for you to think about.

So kids, what have we learned. We have learned that one should never get sooooo drunk you are wandering around a neighborhood naked looking for the peter!

Well, I guess I should go do something "work" like. Hope you got a kick out of the story! I'll catch up on everyone's myO's when I get some work done. Later!

Have you seen the peter?!?!

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