| Kool Aid is something special today, eh, Earlie? Your own special blend, mayhap? A little of this, a little of that...maybe a little more of that...
Which minds me of a story. When I was a lad in high school, one of our gym teachers, Mr. H. was rumored to be a serious stoner, which in my youthful naivete I was skeptical of. Then one day after track practice, I came upon Mr. H wandering the corridor outside the locker room, rattling a ring of keys and muttering to himself "Nobody expects, no, nobody expects - THE DEVIL KEYS!!"
I was forced to conclude that Mr. H was indeed either under the influence of a chemical substance, or the Prince of Darkness. Either way, it was pretty cool.
That is all.
Last edited by fred; 03-09-2003 at 11:33 PM.
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