April 18, 2006
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Why is it that whenever somebody has something large and heavy to move,
they always call me, the weakest person they know? For the
14,562,478,954,125 time, Mark’s basement flooded and I had to help him
move his pool table. I told him I would have to exercise first and eat
but should be there within an hour. He and John grew impatient
and they broke part of the pool table trying to move it. We still had
to move it more once I got there, but just not as much.The Cubs and Bulls are on a fucking roll. Kick ass. Much too tired to type more, so feel free to make up your own shit.
