This day is moving slower than the u. s. postal service.
No sir, I'm just joking. I love the postal service. I really do. I think they are quite the bargain. For instance I can write a three page letter and have someone take it from my east coast location and bring it to the west coast all for 39 cents. It costs double that to sponsor a child for one day in some undeveloped country.
Anyway, this day is moving slow.
Bedrock from Barney rubble
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Here I am in the future, and here you are in my past. Here we are, both of
us, together. Right now. Here. Why though? Is it fate? Destiny? Kismet?
Synch...
2 days ago
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