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Most puzzling
Sep. 6th, 2006 05:02 pmSo I get home and find ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
qbear sitting on the bed, playing on his laptop.
“I saw the strangest, most puzzling thing on the way home from the bus stop,” I tell him.
“What’s that?” he asks.
“I was about to cross Portola, at the light, when I noticed that in among that ring of hedges there was a white box, with the word ‘BIRD’ written on it.”
“Did you open the box?”
“Yes,” I say. “And there was a white pigeon, or dove, just sitting in it.”
“Was ‘BIRD’ hand written?”
“Yes, with a magic marker.”
“Well,” he concludes, “It’s truth in advertising! You can’t fault them for that!”
qbear sitting on the bed, playing on his laptop.“I saw the strangest, most puzzling thing on the way home from the bus stop,” I tell him.
“What’s that?” he asks.
“I was about to cross Portola, at the light, when I noticed that in among that ring of hedges there was a white box, with the word ‘BIRD’ written on it.”
“Did you open the box?”
“Yes,” I say. “And there was a white pigeon, or dove, just sitting in it.”
“Was ‘BIRD’ hand written?”
“Yes, with a magic marker.”
“Well,” he concludes, “It’s truth in advertising! You can’t fault them for that!”
