Heightened alert
Walked past my friendly local bomb shelter today. Nonchalantly, of course. Not that I'm panicking, of course. I mean, Hadera is a whole 40 minutes drive away (which is at least 5 minutes in rocket time, right?)
Damn place is still locked. And oh so convincingly so.
I think I'll buy a shovel tomorrow and start digging one in the junk heap that purports to be the garden of my building ... If nothing else, it will get me out in the fresh air and stop me from reading news sites and blogs all day. That's got to be a good thing.
posted by nominally challenged at 8:43 AM
4 Comments:
At least you know where your bomb shelter is ;-)
I do need a tan.
Do you think I can do it in my speedos?
Ooh, that matches my thong ...
LOL
(NOTTT!)
Sorry John, not brief enough for my taste ... I'm already negotiating a swap with Noorster. I get her hot pink thong and she gets my jockstrap. I think it's gonna work ...
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