LOL...this guy would have let me call every store in the country...but it was MY country...the country of Christophersevenoinia! It's a sad little country about three foot by three foot (six foot at night) that has roving borders. It is ruled by an iron lung and a broken fist!
It's chief export is puns...
it's chef export is cheese. Lots and lots of cheese!
posted Dec 18th, 2008 ( permalink )