Monday, March 31, 2008

It's like 10,000 spoons when what you need is a knife.

Posted by Old Father William at 7:19 AM

Backed up past the Ft. Bend county line. The guy in the truck next to me is reading "sports illustrated " with two hands. Nice, right? At least he's not blogging from his cell phone.
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