A kangaroo walks into a bar and says to the bartender, "Blood is the lipstick of wounds." The bartender does not know how he said it or why. —Michael O'Donoghue
My grandpa sang it differently: "Peanut sittin' on a railroad track/waitin' for his mudder [mother]/'long came a train and knocked him down/now he's peanut butter".
Oh, it ain't gonna rain no it ain't gonna rain no it ain't gonna rain no more. So how in the hell will the old folks tell if it ain't gonna rain no more?
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Date: 2006-03-14 05:35 am (UTC)A peanut sat on a railroad track
Date: 2006-03-14 06:26 am (UTC)Then, along came a train and...
TOOT TOOT!!
Peanut Butter!
Re: A peanut sat on a railroad track
Date: 2006-03-14 06:27 am (UTC)Re: A peanut sat on a railroad track
Date: 2006-03-14 06:49 am (UTC)Oh, it ain't gonna rain
no it ain't gonna rain
no it ain't gonna rain no more.
So how in the hell
will the old folks tell
if it ain't gonna rain no more?
Re: A peanut sat on a railroad track
Date: 2006-03-14 05:55 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-03-14 07:29 pm (UTC)All you'd need for koan would be...
Date: 2006-03-14 08:48 pm (UTC)...And the monk was immediately enlightned...
mojo sends
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Date: 2006-03-14 09:21 pm (UTC)You can't: it's in their blood.