After my performance at the AG in Portland Thursday night (6/30/11), I wrote this. It may be the funniest thing I wrote or told during the trip.
At her 4th of July party, my neighbor had boxes of Orange Creamsicles in ice chests. I hadn't had one since I was a kid. Wow! Amazing taste and texture. It must have taken me all of 5 seconds to eat it. So I took a second one. It disappeared in no time. I reached for a third one and realized I was working my way into a diabetic coma. It didn't matter. Kids came up to me and fought to get their little mitts on the Creamsicles. I fended them off.
I had to join a 12-stick program.
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