There Was No Way to Tell![]() December 9, 2002 ![]() he tree hopped down from the hill and he dashed through the field. The sun had been peeled and the clouds were as plump as a Chinaman's rump. A squirrel was asleep on a branch, he awoke with a blanch and he turned a stark white when the fright leapt up from his toes like a flash. A duck somersaulted through the grass, he was stoned off his ass on crackers. No, no, quackers! The duck thought this funny as he saulted. So he missed it when the tree ran by, though a fly saw it twelve dozen times because that's the kind of eyes God gave him, we surmise he got bored after five. When Luchas, who was chewing on a fig he had pulled from his wig, saw the tree he cashed it in. In the seat of his pants, where a platoon of ants quickly voted to find a new place to live. Sanchel thought the thing was a dream, so she couldn't help but scream when she saw the tree had ice cream. "A looper! A looper on the loose!" cried a tri-colored goose when he saw the tree streak nakedly by. "Ah-ah?" said poor Renal from the South as ham fell from his mouth. When the tree stepped on right-foot blue he forgot how to chew, his Twister picnic interrupted. The scientist was taken aback while on her date with Lumber Jack. "This cannot be! I must investigate!" But she for one ran too slow and too late, for Jack jumped up in a haste and with axe in had, he took up chase. This parade was quite the sight to see. A dozen lit out for the tree, sure that magical lands awaited. But when the tree dove trunk-first in the river, the group gave up with a toe-dip and a shiver, their curiosity abated. After all, let's not get carried away here. ![]() Quote of the Day“No poor bastard ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making the other poor dumb bastard die for his country. Unless we're talking Gandhi, but what fun is it taking a cudgel to the nuts for your country? None, that's how much.”-Gorgeous George Spatten Fortune 500 CookiePrepare for a fantastic journey of whimsy and wonder, and it's going to cost you $20—don't forget you can't touch her. Your keys are always in the last place you left them, so try looking at the bottom of Lake Chappaquiddick. What's up grandma's ass? What a bitch. When this particular problem comes along, literally whipping it will only result in jail time. Lucky skin blemishes: blackhead, pockmark, knife wound, stigmata.Try again later. Top More Things to Do With a Severed Finger
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