The Lessons of the Past

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Thursday, July 31, 2008

Early morning storms.

Apparently the storm that has me and my chainsaw reunited grabbed an airplane out of the sky and, like an angry god, threw it to the ground, killing 7 people. Losing the limb that held my tire swing doesn't seem so bad.
Posted by Curyusgrg at 1:12 PM

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