Sunday, October 02, 2011

Jim thought it always began the same way. Dogs began to bark, hounds began to hound, and the hunger returned with a vengance. The sun finally set as it very well should and now Jim can be found staring out his kitchen window pondering the meaning of life. The phone rings. Jim jumps.

"Who could it be now?"

"Hey Jim, we found your little red rooster."

"Thank God! There hasn't been any peace in my barnyard since my little red rooster's been gone."

Sunday, October 2, 2011

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