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Jan. 27th, 2011 11:37 amLast night, attempting to make lemonade out of all the lemons falling from the sky,
mzhotspur,
schr0dinger, and I walked the three blocks to the local Irish bakery. There was a lot of snow on the ground, and at one point
schr0dinger piped up, in a teasing, sing-song kind of voice "I'm following in your footsteps.".
Yeah, he got the chips he asked for...
Yeah, he got the chips he asked for...