weaver street after hours
i just watched a girl pee her pants. people are carrying babies around like sacks of flour. veggie dogs and burgers are agrillin.
it’s summer, it’s time to make sure i have a book with me. i’m looking forward to a time when ebooks evoke the kind of response ipods do. flexible, tactile, portable, solar powered. of course books would have to be free then, but that’s another matter entirely. (can you imagine napster for books? amazonster.) maybe people won’t read books anymore, they’ll read weblogs on portable devices. e-weblogs. eblogs.
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justin
when i grew up the phrase would have been “pee in your pants” as in “Justin peed in his pants”
i think it’s a southern thing to say you “peed your pants”. it sets my teeth on edge just enough that i use it.