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Squirt Bunny Tiger Summer Friday, Jun. 20, 2008 - 12:21 a.m. As of Thursday afternoon, I now own a squirt bottle about the size of a leg of lamb; I doubt that Solange T. Cat will be able to hide it. On the other hand, there might be another culprit to blame for the other bottle's disappearance...
You just never know. :-) --- Yesterday afternoon at lunch, Dave and I were reading his newspaper, and he showed me the sports section, which contained a comprehensive article about Tiger Woods. There was finally an explanation as to why he was wincing after routine knee surgery. He also happened to be playing with a broken leg. Two stress fractures in his shinbone. He defied doctor's orders and played on a bum stem, and now he's out until MAYBE the Masters next April. Maybe. --- I think that's it for now. Oh, wait, no, that's not it. There's ice on Mars. --- Okay, now. Have a nice Friday, and happy Summer Solstice for those who observe. ---
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