Friday, January 26, 2007

Dear Green Future, Deer Green Future

When we rent a hotel,
Let all of the mustards distinguish themselves.

"I work well with this carafe."
"I coordinate holily with Pontius Pilate of the Airwaves."

If you leave with the bowling shoes
Your card will be charged.
But, for what it's worth--
The network is down!

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