Monday, February 16, 2009


My dad is going on vacation tomorrow, all of a sudden, I hear hysterical laughing in the other room.

"Apparently you can't bring a spear on the plane. Or a meat cleaver or a saber. But you can check it."

A minute later....

"Oh, also no crowbars, cattle prods, gasoline or torches"


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