Yesterday, during my daily trudge to Calculus, someone came up behind me and said, apparently in my direction: “Do you want the rest of my fortune cookie? I’m not going to finish it.” A bearded but otherwise sane-looking person was proferring three yellow shards. Perhaps taking my surprised yip as assent, he tipped the moist pieces into my palm and strode off. It was very strange. The fortune cookie went to a nearby squirrel, and I, bemused, went to Calculus.
I can’t tell Kurt Russell and Patrick Swayze apart. Can anyone?
Your posts are becoming increasingly Dickensian.
i don’t know what that means! there are no orphans in my posts!
patrick swayze is way younger, or at least younger-looking. also, he dances.
kurt russell could dance! i mean, if he wanted to. he could.
yeah, but instead he makes goofy old post-apocalyptic action movies.
although to be fair, I think we can all agree that goofy old post-apocalyptic actions movies the BEST kind of old post-apocalyptic action movie.