Penny

I buy a 75 cent menthol cigarette, handing her a dollar bill, but as she begins to return to me a quarter, I wave my hand, saying, 'No thanks, I'm afraid of change.'

8 comments:

peefer said...

I am here. I have no idea why.

peefer said...

Also, I'm simply afraid of quarters, and I'm not afraid to admit it.

/\ said...

holy cow! how'd you find it?

/\ said...

ps - i'm not trying to keep it a secret, i'm just curious.

peefer said...

Google.

First I searched using inurl:brandon and manually clicked one-by-one through the 377,000 results. I found nothing.

So then I searched using inurl:brandona. Nothing.

And then inurl:brandonb. Still Nothing.

So I went through the alphabet until I hit inurl:brandonz before realizing that MAYBE I should be using a double-alpha suffix like inurl:brandonaa.

You can see the trend now, can't you?

I was just about to quit at inurl:branonoamz, but this whole thing was like eating a bag a chips, and really, who eats half a bag, if you know what I mean.

So, I guess by now you've figured out that I'm real living genius. Please don't tell anybody. They'll never treat me the same.

God, I miss my family.

/\ said...

i'll never understand you canadians and your superior health care system.

peefer said...

Okay, this is weird but true. More true than anything I've ever said before anyways:

I checked onechildleftbehind a week or two ago, you know, out of curioustalkity, and I saw that there was stuff up. Like words, or something similar to words. So I picked up one of the RSS feeds, the only working one being http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5608291/posts/full.

And then HELLO, suddenly, my RSS reader shows a new post on brandonoana.com. You can't imagine how much underwear I went through yesterday.

This is all very nice, but more importantly ...

if I'm your first, can I still get herpes?

/\ said...

ah, that makes sense. i was trying to import old posts to the new site and did not change the name right away.

i suppose it's time to come out of the closet. the best part will be the fact that i'm no longer living a lie. the worst part, of course, will be the intercourse.

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