I was at a Halloween party last week, sitting next to a woman who was dress as a psychic. She had a long dress and jewelry and Tarot cards and such.
At one point, I turned to her and asked, "Are you happy?"
"Yes, I'm happy," she replied.
So I punched her one in the arm.
"What was that for?" she asked, rubbing her arm.
"I always like to strike a happy medium."
I live for moments like that.
Saturday, November 3, 2007
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You almost made me spit diet coke all over my notebook with that one!!!!!
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