
“One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi, four Mississippi.”
Arnold counted again, carefully, one every second.
“One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi, four Mississippi.”
He let out a low whistle. “Well boys, I don’t have to tell y’all that four Mississippi rivers is approximately three more Mississippi rivers than the US Geological Survey expects to see at any one time.”
He and the boys looked on, dumbfounded. “What the hell are we gonna do with 4 Mississippis?”.
“Irrigate?” Offered one of the boys.
“I’ve had just about enough out of you, Cletus.” Retorted Arnold.
And how many Amazons, I’m forced to wonder?
Tbinns(Quote) (Reply)
NOBODY EXPECTS MORE THAN ONE AMAZON RIVER!!!!
The Spanish Inquisition(Quote) (Reply)
The O’l Miss was twice rended in Twain.
Dog Breath(Quote) (Reply)
I’m terrified that the boy and his dog will soon be attacked by the floating white scissors of doom in the tree on the right.
admin_rock(Quote) (Reply)
I was more worried about my own safety.
Tomass(Quote) (Reply)
im more worried about the safety of the comments
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