theJEDMAN NATION-A New Wave ManifestoDocumenting the JED Experience Saturday, March 15, 2003I was walking on a trail in a Missouri lake/recreation area the other day after work. I walked out for 30 minutes and then walked back. On the way back, I could see the parking lot and some guy was sitting on my car. He appeared to be and older man. I was thinking, "What is that old man doing sitting on the GOLDEN JOCO RETRIEVER." I got closer and closer and the guy was still sitting on the GOLDEN JOCO RETRIEVER. I thought, "Man, I might have to kick some butt." This is a scary proposition because I'm not really very tough and we are far from out fiberglass JOCO world.There are no curbs and landscapring here. I don't feel strong without my curbs and landscaping. Curbs and landscaping give me power. They are like Popeye's spinach for me or Superman's phone booth. I kept getting closer and the guy didn't move. Then suddenly a consusion bomb went off in my head. He was not sitting on my car at all. It was a pick up that had a nose that looked like mine. My car was parked several cars down the row. It was a good thing because someone would have got is butt kicked and it probably would have been me. theJEDMAN .: posted by Jed 5:01 PM |
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