Two and two are four
Four and four are eight
Eight and eight are sixteen
And sixteen and sixteen are thirty-two.
(Come to Cyclops at 9pm.)
Posted by Ida at October 21, 2003 08:26 AMOh, Ida. Crap on a cracker. I am very sad that I planned my get-together before I knew about yours. I will love you from afar, dollar-pabst-style.
You are so pretty.
Posted by: freesia at October 21, 2003 05:42 PMWhereas I will love you from afar, doing Chinese things and workin' for the man style.
Posted by: sgnp at October 21, 2003 06:46 PMI'm thinking dollar-pabst and workin-for-the-man style often go hand-in-hand.
Posted by: Ida at October 22, 2003 08:35 AMYou load sixteen tons, and WHAT DO YOU GET?
Posted by: freesia at October 22, 2003 09:19 PMFor a while, I was working somewhere where the only place to buy food was the company cafeteria.
That song was a favorite to hum while you paid $8.00 for a salad.
Posted by: sgnp at October 23, 2003 11:10 AM