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2003-10-30 - 12:43 p.m. Three hobos sat by the railroad tracks. Each of them was named Andy. One of em whistled a tune, the other two practiced sumo wrestling, which they had learned from a mysterious sumo hobo. That first hobo kept on a whistlin though. It was the kind of whistle you'd do while crossing a rope bridge. Which coincidentally, the sumo hobo was doing at that very moment, a thousand miles away in a tropical valley. Jello was the name of Andys limpy psychic dog. He lay low. � 0 comments so far� |