Wednesday, October 26, 2011

hmmmmm

Adama: Starbuck, what do you hear?
Starbuck: Nothing but the rain.
Adama: Then grab your gun and bring in the cat.
Starbuck: Boom, boom, boom! / Wilco! / Aye-aye, sir! 
It's raining like a son of a gun, Koshka got out of the house when I left for work this morning, and I really want to go to the range.  This keeps popping into my head.

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