Posted by Brooks
on May 11, 2012 in Uncategorized
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I sat down under a tree and started to cry.
The tree said, “Why the big tears?”
I said, “I’m lost.”
The tree said, “No, you’re not, you’re right here.”
I said, “That sounds like it came out of a book.”
The tree said, “And books come from trees.”
I said, “But what about the Kindle?”
The tree started to cry.