I'm about 10 minutes from leaving the office for the airport. Headed to San Fran for work. I just called the hotel I'm staying in tonight and found that there isn't any real option for Internet access so I'll not be here tomorrow.
Here's a topic for while I'm gone -
Should Mr. T have had an aquatic friend? Talk amongst yourselves.
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Actually, Mr. T. DID have an aquatic friend, and he got stuck in the sun roof of Jim Eldred's Monte Carlo in 1985. Just ask Amy Stinnett and Amy Poos - they're the ones who did it.
Okay, it wasn't the REAL Mr. T, or a REAL aquatic friend. We were playing with action figures. We were 16. I can't explain it. It was Carlinville. Prom was over. We had to entertain ourselves somehow.
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