posted Monday, 23 January 2006 To that crime scenario The old man has no arms. Oh and theres a wilted potted plant in the far corner, with suspicious stains all around it.
This blog is my diary. Its what I read when I want to remember. You're invited to read it, make comments, and blackmail me to give you my credit card number and bank information. Really. Ok fine, maybe not. At least feel free to read and comment.
Oh, and Ani tapuach! אני תפוחLately it seems that I'm too freakin busy to update. Thus the genius that flows from my head into my life will be lost forever. Alas. One can't expect to remember everything. Perhaps I shall hire a film crew or a photographer to document my life for posterity. Or maybe I'll have to make some time to update. The latter option may or may not involve a few deaths, and perhaps a small explosion or two every few days in a shopping mall. I will think of something. I usually do...
2 comments:
you're an idiot. i hate this riddle thing.
Ha! Youre just mad that you couldnt figure it out. I never should have told you the answer, then we would all enjoy your entertaining guesses.
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