It's been like a ghost town since Friday of finals week. Graduation was this past weekend, and summer classes started this morning. It's still very, very quiet out there. And so I give you "Stray Bits II"
Bumper sticker: "EARTH FIRST! We'll screw up the other planets later."
Best Underground Newspaper/Alternative Press Title Ever: (So far. I'm only in the B's) The Buddhist Third Class Junk Mail Oracle (has the variant title of The Barking Rabbit)
With Friends Like These: Overheard on a bus. The young lady was discussing the return to town of her "best friend from high school" with (I assume) her boyfriend:
"You remember Bob. Dirty, skanky, hippie Bob?"
"Ohhhhh. Yeah."
"He's back. Still filthy." Silence for a moment. Then, "You wanna go over and say hi?"
He shrugs. She pulls the cord, and they get off at the next stop.
3 comments:
I heard of a florist who specialized in ferns. Wouldn't have a flower in the shop. Used to say, "With fronds like these, who needs anemones?"
Groooooan.
Thanks. I needed that. So did the woman who works the next cubicle over from me. Well of course I had to share it.
Bleah. If I were depressed and I had to eat something licorice-flavored, I think I'd just get more depressed.
Sorry qac, you're about 37 years too late. It was an alternative newspaper that stopped publishing in Oct. 1969.
Here's another one I just ran across: "Distant Drummer." Someone with a snare drum and a bored expression?
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