I wish I lived back in the old west days, because I'd save up my money for about twenty years so I could buy a solid-gold pick. Then I'd go out west and start digging for gold. When someone came up and asked what I was doing, I'd say, 'Looking for gold, yaw durn fool.' he'd say, 'Your pick is gold,' and I'd say, 'well, that was easy.' Good joke, huh.
Happy Birthday!
Just found yer blawg.
Wishing you a warm and hearty welcome to the Old Farts’ Club!
Comment by Jack — May 30, 2007 @ 12:23 pm