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Originally Posted by Simon
Wishing a humpity humped (in a good way) day to all, humpers and humpees both.
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I never really know which I am, humper or humped. Right now, I'd say that I'm feel humped.
It is bizarrely warm and foggy for a January morning in Dirty Undies, NY. On the way to school, my son kept saying that it looked like we were inside a cloud. So I'd ask, "clown?" And he'd shout back, "CLOUD!" This happened several times before he gave up. For whatever sick reason, I feel great when I can piss off an eight year-old. I have to do these things now, because I know that this kid is going to be far more intelligent than me one day, and all I'll have to cling to are the memories of my small, albeit petty, victories.