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November 21, 2008

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I guess I was ghetto... A cardboard box with a few holes and a couple of gerbils? Good times.

And then there was the refrigerator box. Instant castle/clubhouse. I still can't pass a refrigerator box on the side of the road without thinking about taking it home to play in the back yard. Maybe that's just creepy...

Plastic army men were great. Even better once we found out what happened when you set them on fire...

Whoa... you playing with gerbils in a cardboard box? What were you doing, playing gay night club?

Somehow, I knew you'd go there. :)

How could I not?

Do tell how a box and gerbils equates to "good times."

Cut a few "doors" and "windows" in the box, let the gerbils go exploring. Or maybe I was just easily entertained...

Maybe not as fun as knocking birds off the power lines with a slingshot...

Be careful where those gerbils "go exploring." :0)

Hey, maybe that's what happened to Richard Gere! He was innocently playing a game of "Cardboard Box Gerbiltown" and all hell broke loose.

That's supposed to convince me that you and/or Richard Gere shoved gerbils up your butt? Please.

??? Did you not read far enough, or did you just miss-word the last reply?

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