I'm thinking many of you would enjoy going to maps.google.com and be directed by me to my old house in Cleveland.....where my personal bones grew up. You could also see the path I took as a 10 year old and came to be chased by GROWN MEN posing as high school teachers across a snowy,busy thoroughfare and about a city block afterwards.....until life as I knew it came to a thudder shuddering halt when ( after turning around while running to see if these tree monsters were still chasing me---HUGE mistake) I ran smack into a solid steel firebox hanging off a phone pole.
Oh no one cares...who am I kidding here?
Last edited by Mortimer : 05-22-2008 at 06:21 PM.
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