So I'm buying my wife a machete for her birthday (Yes, she asked for one. Yes, it will be a surprise - she doesn't read this journal). And I go down to the local Sears:
ME: Do you carry machetes?
Salesbeing: No we don't. They're too dangerous.
ME: Excuse me?
Salesbeing: A maniac could hurt people with one.
ME: But you sell chainsaws.
Salesbeing: Well, yes, but they don't have any GAS in them.
So if you're a maniac planning to rampage through a Sears, remember to bring your own gas.
Anniversary! - Twenty-two years and counting. As Janice said in a card, it's no longer 'Grow Old with Me' but now 'Grow Old*er* w. Me' Sounds like a good plan to me. --JDR
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