*revels in Peterborough snow*
Would you like a preview of our version, BG? You would? Oh, goody.
"Dearly beloved, we gather here to sing about fungi.
(Point to mold growing on pole in classroom) Here they lie, we all know their work: The great decomposers of mother Earth..."
and "Sisters? ...We're clones." and "To asexuality, it's between me and me..."
We had too much fun with this assignment.
"Blow out the candles, Robert, and make a wish. Want something. Want something."
Wishes come true, not free.
Updated On: 2/9/06 at 10:49 PM