:: VA B-day ::

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Thanks to a masterfully-crafted ruse by his wife, Sam's birthday surprise weekend sprung upon him without warning, like a stealthy celebratory panther that drags its prey to the backwoods of Virginia for two days of merrymaking. Had it been a real panther, of course, and not my figurative "celebratory panther" there would have been less merrymaking and more devouring, followed by a nap, then maybe some mahjong.

I can tell you this though, the "real" panther would have a bad, rubbery taste in its mouth, because to panthers moral and affable hearts taste like rubber. Also Sam was wearing rubber shoes.

Posted by morland @ 04:01 PM

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