No, that's not right.
As I was going to St. Ives...
Nope, that's wrong, too.
Over the river and through the woods...
Damn, what's wrong with me?
Oh, yeah, now I remember:
Once upon a time, there was a handsome Prince. He, in no way, had any bearing on this story, but he was quite fond of eating flies. You might say he was the Lord of the Flies. Not that it mattered, except to say that children stranded alone on islands are generally mean to one another. Everyone knows that mean people suck. Then again, so do leaches, black holes, and vacuum cleaners, but none of them are mean. The sum of a non-empty set of numbers divided by the size of the set yields the mean of said numbers. If you run a yield sign, will the judge sentence you only after his docket is clear? Waht mkaes it poslibse to eislay raed tihs snnetece, eevn tuohgh all the wrdos are jmulbed? Jumble is more fun than crossword, but neither are as much fun as Sudoku...strange, since they all have empty spaces. I went to a Pink Floyd concert once, but they didn't break a TV set. I'm set to get the hell out of Iraq on the day after Christmas.
The End
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