how perfectly swell: matthew prins (or matt prins, or thew, or...oh, you don't care) alone with his stupidity
Puzzle of the week.
I was working on an outdoor project yesterday afternoon that was unrelated to vehicular machinery in any way. (Oh, by the way, Kimberly is not allowed to answer this puzzle.) When I got to the last step of the project, I needed two more items that were not supplied with the project kit I had purchased. One of the items I had in the house, and the other item was two gallons of antifreeze. What was I doing?
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.