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Thursday, September 6, 2012
Posted by Alphonso at 11:07 PM
It doesn't even look like he has any ears.
I see his eye, his beak, something I take for his nose, and feet.
Where the frig are the ears?
How can I whisper in a pigeon's ear if I can't find the ear?
Maybe that is the trick. You can get your wish if you whisper in a pigeon's ear, only to find out it doesn't have any ears. Maybe that's why Ivory Coast Soccer teams aren't doing so well these days.
The Yankees are tied for first and it is September 6th. Are we happy?
What, exactly, is our wish anyway?
Here's one: I wish we could hold a lead.