(1/189th of a) Milestone
And upon the 80th Post, God Stepped Down from his Throne and Went to Heaven's Technology Center and Said, "Randy, why are so many people bitching about the weather today? I was just about to drop this bag of bacon-scented dollars onto Adam in the library but I couldn't concentrate. Are you messing with the Midwest because they pray too much again?" And then Randy Stood Up From his Desk made of Clouds and Bird Feathers and Said, "Sorry, God" Whereupon God unleashed the Fury from the Depths of Hell upon Randy and Randy said "My Lord, that itches something fierce!" and God Chuckled and Mountains trembled and God Forgot All About the Bag of Bacon Scented Dollars and Adam yelled a Deep, Primal Yell and then All was right again in the Universe.
So what does that mean? Absolutely nothing. So you can tell I'm bored again. I have been practicing my "dead eyes" in the hallway though. If eyes are the window to the soul, I want mine to be able, upon command, to tell strangers that in no uncertain terms that I have no soul. It does help in keeping people from sitting next to me on the bus...
Whereupon Adam Lessened the Thrust of HiS Forceful Digits upon Hist Keyboard and Descended His Mighty Pointer onto "Publish" And so says the book of Pears and Applesauce.
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