formulae
Jan 18th, 2008
Tonight we're taking care of Freckles, our former roommate Ashley's Saint Bernard. Which reminds me. The other day we were walking in the snowy woods with Ashley and Freckles and a gentleman on skis stopped to comment. "Where's his barrel?" he asked. Ashley was able to tell him "he already drank it" without even a pause for thought, having heard the same inane question about 500 times before. Of course, the gentleman could very well have asked the question without thinking himself; surely he didn't imagine he was the first to utter it.