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[realexplodingcat]

I have recently discovered that if I ask for something, I will receive it.

Really.

I told the wife one day that I wanted to see a covered bridge.

Last week, on a mini-vacation, she showed me one.

See? My wishes come to fruition. Fortunately, I use them wisely and don't waste them. I save them for truly useful things, like vacation.

ah, vacation. I like vacation. I can leave home, do things I don't normally do, see things I might not otherwise see. Vacation means different food, different sheets, different gas stations. It's an adventure. Vacation is a time where I can admire graffitti on a covered bridge.

I can eat leaves.

I can stand and watch the trees

But I cannot throw rocks, for some reason.

Ah, well. West Virginia. Wild and Wonderful.

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Remember kids, just say "No" to Japanese theatre.

[drcuriosity]

One wonders if there is an inscrutable Zen koan about the sound of throwing No-rocks. Then again, knowing Japanese theatre, it's probably the clash of little cymbals accompanied by those little drums that make that funny bwiooowmbwiooowmbwiooowm noise.