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11:51 a.m. - 2003-07-25

NO MORE ONIONS FOR YOU, GRAMPS

In the second time in as many weeks, another old bastard has ran over some poor produce-loving goobers at a Farmers Market.

I think this is some sort of poorly assembled terrorist plot.

I believe Al Queda is hypnotizing our nation's frail and feeble senior citizens and training them into cruising to their local farmer's markets and just ramming the living hell out of people.

I may be wrong.

But until I'm proven wrong, it's canned peaches for my ass, Senor.


Quit yer whining, ya puss.

I did an earlier entry here that's not as full of conspiracy theories as this one is.

Gah!

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