You’d think that soldiers tossing grenade simulators at people in a parking lot would be crazy enough for Planet Georgia.
Now The Boy tells me that the local Chevron got raided and shut down for running a gambling operation in a back room and selling designer drugs? (couldn’t find a link) Too bad they weren’t selling moonshine, at least we could have made jokes about liquor in the front and poker in the rear.
Things break down in August. My car and Daughter Dearest’s are two recent casualties. I guess the heat is starting to fry what’s left of the pod people’s brains too.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
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I have no words...would make a great TV show, though. Life in Planet Georgia.
ReplyDeleteHeh, a reality TV show? Truth is stranger than fiction around here, anyway.
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