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It was recently not brought to my attention that the world needs to know what random thoughts are running though my brain. I've taken the liberty of doing that anyway. If nothing else, I intend to show the world what a tremendous windbag I really am.
About Me
- Jon
- I have a bad back. I am old.
Ninjas I fraternize with:
Hopefuls:
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2009
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November
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- Yikesopotamus!*
- Heat check!
- Look at what I found underneath the bottom of the ...
- Answering the call
- The Giving of Thanks
- Amanda was right... (she's my sister by the way)
- Seriously, why DIDN'T you think of that?
- I pop way more than I lock
- The one about lists, but it's not actually a list...
- I've been out of the game for too long
- I didn't want to sleep tonight anyway...
- The one where I lose all of my shame plus some sha...
- The show went on...
- You get what you ask for...
- Can of worms
- The one where I answer a very specific Ninja relat...
- The process
- The NBA, it's Faaaaaaantastic!
- Remember when...
- Math made possible by my college education
- Quick reminder
- Sorry guys
- The one where I break a lot of unspoken rules I ma...
- The one where I offend mean spirited smokers and d...
- The one about nachos
- Another Cold Hard Truth brought to you by the Shuc...
- Vices (oddly enough, that's not even what this pos...
- Another bad idea brought to you by the Shuck 'N Jive
- The Stanky Leg
- The Unavoidable Truth
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2 comments:
Uh, dude. Being on a swing IS the pinnacle of happiness. Always have, always will be. I like it more than the slide.
I always enjoyed jumping off when the swing was at it's highest point, and then deciding it wasn't such a good idea when I was seconds from making a child-sized crater in the ground.
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