Monday, August 31, 2009
I loved playing with my GI Joe's.
I once met a kid who collected them.
We all collected them.
But no one put each piece in its own individual tackle box slot.
So when I asked if we could play with them he hesitated.
I had lost almost every weapon I owned.
His collection was a jackpot.
Ding Ding Ding Ding.
In my youth I could convince you of anything.
You we're an atheist.
A brown eyed, green haired, llamma from Ecuador.
We played GI Joe's that day.
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