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I was just thinking about the title of this LiveJournal, which I'm sure every single reader (worldwide) is acquainted with; Life as a Salad. I don't remember exactly when I came up with the title, but it still makes me giggle in my socks. I also know, and take into consideration, that this is probably not funny to anyone but myself. That being said I can now follow with a joke. This joke isn't funny in the least. You will read this joke, think about it, read it again, then come to my room(Miley 305), knock on my door and wait with a pick axe. When my roomate Jay opens the door you will most likely take a full swing with the pick axe not realizing I have a roomate and catch him right in the sternum. He will look down at this possibly fatal and extremely painful wound and scream. Not just any scream mind you, but a blood curdling, little girl skinned her knee, I just ate bad Thai food kind of scream. What you don't know is that while all of this is going on, I've already killed you with that same pick axe. Irony? No. Funny? Yes. Now for the joke, that I actually haven't thought about yet or made up. Hopefully it will come to me while I'm writing these sentences designated for the only purpose of stalling. Unfortunatly it didn't come to me during that previous sentence...let's see how this one goes... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... Fuck. Runs away.