
Among other lies I have told innocent school children: I speak five languages, my next-door neighbors are (on the right) Jack Bauer and (on the left), Obama, and I secretly work for the CIA. And they find all of this more credible than my ability to use chopsticks.

The next step is, of course, the introduction of Martian Law.

1 comment:
On Jupiter, grandpa-san would be even younger. On Pluto, he would be pre-born. Oh wait... Pluto's not a planet anymore.
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