Gut Rumbles
 

July 04, 2003

neighborhood

I was cutting my grass when the neighbors came home from the beach. They hooted and pointed at their yard. So, when I was finished with mine, I started cutting theirs.

I ended up with my kitchen cleaned. That's what I call barter.

Comments

Damn! I live next door to very rude and unfriendly democrats.

But I'd cutmow their lawn if they let me rip those stupid Gore bumper stickers off their car.

Posted by: Brent on July 4, 2003 06:19 PM

cutmow? I just had an Acid flashback typo or I invented a cool new word?

Posted by: Brent on July 4, 2003 06:26 PM

Cutmo is the detention facility in Cuba for Jewish terrorists.

Posted by: McGehee on July 4, 2003 06:55 PM

I like "cutmow." I want to play in a band by that name.

Posted by: Acidman on July 4, 2003 07:34 PM

Acidman, I'd say you made out in the deal.

Posted by: Ralph Gizzip on July 4, 2003 08:01 PM

I love good neighbors!

Posted by: pw101 on July 4, 2003 11:02 PM

I thought Cutmo was Satchmo's cousin, the one who played trombone. No? Darn...

Posted by: bear, the (one each) on July 5, 2003 11:25 AM
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