It is my husband's fault. He has that as a bumper sticker on his car, so I see it several times a week. It has eaten its way into my brain 'til even green soap will not wash it out.... ¦-þ
(BTW, that story was awful. I could only read the first couple of paragraphs for fear of feeding--forgive the wording--my overactive imagination. I'm enough of a pessimist to have occasional nightmares about actually seeing such things, one day. Isn't that sick?!?)
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Date: 2008-09-10 05:43 pm (UTC)I'm sorry. I tried to resist. Really. I hate puns but this one ate my brains....
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Date: 2008-09-10 06:33 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-09-10 07:19 pm (UTC)(BTW, that story was awful. I could only read the first couple of paragraphs for fear of feeding--forgive the wording--my overactive imagination. I'm enough of a pessimist to have occasional nightmares about actually seeing such things, one day. Isn't that sick?!?)
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Date: 2008-09-10 08:12 pm (UTC)