2/11/2003 - 12:00
This past summer, while hiking with Miss Jane along the river, watching the hillbillies fish...
...a spot in the bank caught my eye...
...it appeared to be crockery...
...ah, but not crockery at all only a mockery of the crockery made of plastic, how did this child's toy become embedded in the river bank?
...Miss Jane wanted to set it free or see it float or something so we loaded the cargo of a single cent and cast it off into the brown waters...
...Miss Jane watched attentively, delighted at the plastic penny boat...
...alas, the ship ran aground several feet down stream...
...but it was time to go. We left with the warmth of the happy river day in our hearts and...hey...what's that smell?
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