"But ah'm not afraid of dyin'. Cause I know that when I get to heaven there are gonna be these wonderful trees, and ah'm gonna climb them. But you know what? Instead of leaves and flowers, those trees are gonna have fried eggs, and delicious Virginia ham, and big heaping bowls of biscuits and sausage gravy. And one day, Sammy, you're gonna meet me there, and we're gonna climb those breakfast trees together, and it's gonna be delicious and we're gonna be happy until the end of time."
I'm too busy living it up with some of my favorite people in the world (minus the people who are snowboarding, people who are visiting other states, and people who are sitting at the bedsides of their grandfathers) to seriously post, but I feel as though you could use a late X-mas present.
posted by glasshole at 1:21 AM
I am not a Pisces, I don't care what Blogger says.
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