LIKE SACKS OF WET CEMENT!

The woman who runs the place where I went for teatime after shopping has a gentle sweet voice and speaks softly. Which is rare for Chinatown people. So I like listening to her talking about business with a relative from where I'm seated. Filled up the Comoy bent bulldog while I was there, finished my pastry and milk tea, and said thank you goodby upon leaving.
Lit up outside and headed down the block.


Cold, but dry. No rain today.
And it looks like Thanksgiving will be clear too.


Perfect for a helicopter over the parking lot of a shopping mall dropping flightless birds.


You are familiar with that, aren't you? The meme is derived from a television show, and refers to a classic bit of comedy featuring the winner of the Buckeye Newshawk Award last year. And a well-behaved crowd. Oh the humanity!

Next time we do that, little parachutes.
And cushions. Turkeys just love cushions.
With plenty of stuffing in the cushions.

Bread, celery, sage, butter, garlic .....

No onions. Turkeys fart.



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