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July 09, 2003-7:47 p.m. My lunch buddy and I went out today at lunch because I had to go by the pharmacy for my allergy medicines. Yep. Medicines! Anyway, on our ride we passed a big field. Lunch Buddy: �Oh, look! A deer!� Sa: �That�s a coyote.� LB: �A coyote?!? What would a coyote be doing out here?� Sa: �What do you think a deer would be doing out here?� Crazy City Girl! ~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~ On my way home this evening, I was sitting at a stoplight when a Suburban with a barbeque pit hitched onto the back of it turned in front of me. The Suburban had a huge magnetic sign on it that practically covered the back door. COOKING WITH JESUS What the heck is that supposed to mean? Have they named a new barbeque rub after the savior? Do they recite psalms whilst smoking the brisket? For the life of me, I can�t figure out what that is supposed to mean. **Disclaimer: All characters in this diary are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, real or imagined, is purely coincidental and unintentional.** |
