A little bit of Nowhere

Ever notice how it's the little things in life that amuse us so much? More to the point, ever notice how it's the silly little idiocies in life that amuse us more than anything else? Well, this is not as much ''the little blog that could'' as it is ''the blog that enjoys going up the down escalator in your local mall.'' Will it have anything of real importance? No, probably not. But enjoy the ride never the less!

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Tuesday, June 10, 2003
 
"Honestly, Officer, the tree just jumped out all of a sudden and grabbed my willy!"

They call it Dendrophilia: arousal from a tree or fertility worship of them. According to offical statistics, 1% of the world's population are dendrophiliacs, which means that somewhere out there, someone is violating a poor, hapless poplar or spruce tree.

I call it...well, in all honesty, words escape me. Although I can say that the knowledge of someone getting turned on and going, "Oh yeah, you keep growing, you sexy little sapling! Grow until you've got huge branches like the mighty oak, and then you're old enough for me to take you!" is rather vexing. Much vexing is being had right now. It's reasons like this that I believe humanity is ultimately doomed.

Today's Lesson: just because it has holes doesn't mean you should put certain (or any) body parts into it.