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| I don't know why, but today I went through every xanga post i ever made. I was thinking that I should delete this waste of time but then again i never am on it to waste time. So i began reading. January 21, 2004 was when i joined.
i read every post and it was pretty cool seeing how my life has changed over the past 5 years and believe me, a lot of things have changed since i was 19 years old.
I knew there had to be a reason why i was reading all my old posts and it got me thinking.
maybe im reading them to see how much ive changed?
maybe im reading them just for the good memories?
maybe im reading them to realize how dumb i was in the past?
maybe im reading them so i can become inspired to post more?
no. none of these are correct. the real reason was to find this story that i wrote about a man and his sauce.
Thursday, July 13, 2006
the story of AMBAH
one day this young man was walking in the market and had a sudden craving for pickle juice and mangos. he asked himself, "self, where oh where am i going to find pickle juice and mangos?" and then the man tripped on a rock and fell flat on his face.
after he got up and dust the dirt off of his dishdasha and looked up and saw a sign that said, "PICKLE JUICE AND MANGOS THIS WAY" the man jumped up in excitment and followed the arrow.
as he got closer and closer his nose hairs started to tingle as the smell of pickle juice and mangos grew stronger and stronger. as he got to the stand, a few of his nose hairs fell out, but the man didnt even care. "i want all of your jars of pickle juice and all of your mangos sir!!"
the man behind the stand agreed quickly and started shoving pickle juice jars into the mans arms and fitting mangos in between.
finally the mans arms were full and the stand was completely sold out of pickle juice and mangos. the man smiled and thanked the man, but before he could walk away the stand owner said, "i have one more mango, ill give it to you for free, it fell in the curry basket and a donkey sat on it. do you want it?"
the man said, "HECK YES!! but i have no more room to carry it, so why dont you fit it into this pickle juice jar."
the man walked away with his arms full of jars of pickle juice and mangos, but one jar with a mango that had been on the floor and sat on by a donkey inside of it. the man went home and put everything in his basement.
as the years went by the man ate every mango and drank all the pickle juice, but he forgot the last jar with the mango inside of it. he goes downstairs and opens it and taste the mango. it was spicy and nasty, but to the man, he loved it. "this is freakin good, the smell makes my nostrils burn, but it taste so freakin good. im going to call it AMBAH!"
and there you have it. for those of you still alive and reading and posting, im sorry for not being around to read and comment and post, but i will do my best paul.
like the good ol days:
Quote of the day
"The birds are molting. If only man could molt also - his mind once a year its errors, his heart once a year its useless passions." |
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