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How He
Met His Self
Posted December 6, 2012
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Grown-up Quade: Hey, I recognize you – you’re younger me. How’s it hangin’, Little Self?
Quade: *startled* Whoa – so that’s who you are! What
happened to you – er, me? Accident
with the self-tanner?
Grown-up Quade: *snerk* Naw, you little half-wit, it’s
real – well, tanning-booth real –
Quade: And where’s your glasses – or are you doin’ a Magoo?
Grown-up Quade: One word – Lasik,
oh pasty Four-eyes! *snicker*
Quade: Izzat so…
Grown-up Quade: I have transcended dweebdom!
Aren’cha
glad to know what’s in store for you? Chick magnet at
LAST. **waggles fingers**
Quade: *Hmph* What
makes you think I can’t get chicks now? **elbows side**
Dream on, teen Quade, dream on…
Time for a Christmas Carol with the
Sparrows. Why hadn’t we abused, er, used, er, referenced this old tale before?
A Sparrows Xmas Carol, With Apologies to Dickens
