“… somewhere out there is a big meteor with all our names on it. How our names got on it, I’ll never know.”
July 15, 2011
Some freak geological occurrence, I guess. A million space-monkeys with a million space-typewriters. That kind of thing.
Mister Pterodactyl. Read the whole thing (that wasn’t the best line).
And, oh, by the way: Mister Pt. will be guest blogging here for the upcoming week while I renew my Adventuresome Outdoorsy Dad status for another year.
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