Chris: Strange weather today.
Beth: Yup. While you were downstairs it rained, the sun came out, and then it rained again.
Chris: Huh.
Beth: And then midgets flew across the sky.
Chris: Wow, another midget storm?
Beth: Yup. And then unicorns flew out of the midgets' butts.
Chris: Again?
Beth: Yeah. And we still haven't fixed the damage from the last midget butt unicorn storm.
Chris: Well, strange weather today.
Beth: Indeed. You should see the pictogram on weather.com.
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So the Fish Said...
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Comments (1)
Obviously, Mother Nature went on yet another bender.
It explains the unicorn out of the midget's butt scenario.....
Posted by Wicked H | September 28, 2008 7:03 PM