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January 21, 2006
Chicken, Arise
"Hey kid! Where you goin' with that sack fulla gold coins? The market? Listen, kid, they don't got anything you need at the market. I know, I know, your momma told you to go directly to the market and buy yourself a cow. How long's a cow gonna live? How hard is it to take care of, day in and day out? And who's doin' all that cleaning and milking and hoo-hahing, anyhow, once the cow gets bought? You, that's who. Is that how you want to spend your days, knee-deep in cow flop? Nah, kid. What you want is these here magic beans. Fresh vegetables forever! Salad days, you might say! Heh. I helped all the champion gardeners bring home the blue ribbon. You never heard of me? That's all right, I'm strictly behind-the-scenes. Pullin' strings and bendin' spoons, that's me. Can you pick up the check for this? I left my wallet in my luggage. Gee, thanks. So, yeah: follow me, kid! We're goin' all the way to the top!"
Posted by jd at January 21, 2006 10:58 AM