when I finally get in the barfight that bursts my eardrums and removes me from my teeth, I'm going to have all my molars and incisors replaced with tiny harmonicas. I will die from starvation shortly thereafter, and it will be enormously loud.
Posted by Sonya at April 28, 2003 04:49 PMhee I like!!
will your final breaths be to the tune of "the last post"?
Posted by: voluminous piccolo'ist at April 29, 2003 09:35 AMgold harmonicas?
Posted by: Mol at April 29, 2003 11:29 AMCombine your harmonica teeth with a death-rattle, and you'd be a washboard short of an Appalachian folk-band.
Posted by: bryant. at April 29, 2003 01:46 PM