Oddblogging
November 26th, 2008 - 7:35 am
I rarely remember my dreams, and mention this one only because it involved one of my favorite bloggers.
Megan McArdle and I met for lunch at an English pub, and we couldn’t help but remarking on the sheer number of frogs on the ceiling and all their extra mandibles.
If that means anything, I’m pretty sure I don’t want to know what.
It means you like tall chicks.
It means Megan hasn’t been making any sense lately, but we still love her.
Obviously (English Pub, frogs, etc) you have an anti-French diatribe in you.
Always, David, always.
I just don’t always let’em out.
Steve, Just think of the of the French warship Charles De Gualle and smile.