Wednesday, March 26, 2008

1976.

In 1976 a Camel fell on me. That's all I have to say about that.

13 Comments:

Blogger Special K said...

lmfao

9:44 AM  
Blogger Identity said...

The camel doesn't look like it is willing to share the details either.

10:49 AM  
Blogger cheer34 said...

what more can be said...

11:03 AM  
Blogger Midleah said...

Excellent...

11:03 AM  
Blogger Lynda said...

It's awful when that happens.

11:54 AM  
Blogger WA said...

Isn't that usually referred to as the Fall of Camelot?

1:30 PM  
Blogger VE said...

Did you take one hump or two?

2:06 PM  
Blogger SkylersDad said...

At least it didn't spit at you. I hear that is some nasty shit...

5:47 PM  
Blogger Sans Pantaloons said...

Special K, Have you given the squirrel a name?

Identity, we had a tryst.

Cheer34, I thought of at least 34 jokes involving toes. None of them any good.

Midleah, thank you.

Lynda, it makes an excellent anecdote, doesn't it!

Wendi, the guy who pulled me out was called Arthur.

VE; Welcome, I took both humps firmly and squarely on my back.
All I could hear was the bells, the bells...

SkylersDad; yes, very nasty. There is a Lama story too...

5:25 PM  
Blogger Scarlet said...

That would be around the time you switched from camels milk to warthogs milk. Although you always said it was the cost that made you change.

5:46 PM  
Blogger Sans Pantaloons said...

Scarlet, you are correct. I never did admit the truth. I sucked.

3:59 PM  
Blogger Marjorie said...

Did you guys know that despite the humps in their backs camels have a straight spine?

Adios for now,

XXXOOO

12:32 AM  
Blogger Sans Pantaloons said...

Marjorie, I did not know that. Thank you!

7:21 PM  

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