OUR THEORY: SQUIRRELS ARE EATING IT
(Thanks to Mark Schlesinger)
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(Thanks to Mark Schlesinger)
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Lobate scarps? Sounds offal.
Posted by: bonmot | August 20, 2010 at 05:55 PM
Maybe it is green cheese after all.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | August 20, 2010 at 06:00 PM
Pretty soon it will have a dowager's hump.
Posted by: Horace LaBadie | August 20, 2010 at 06:15 PM
Butt, Uranus is still huge.
Posted by: Siouxie | August 20, 2010 at 06:26 PM
Was it swimming (per George Castanza)?
Posted by: namklof | August 20, 2010 at 06:39 PM
"Powerful evidence for the contraction scenario...." Like the sound of that.... But what would powerless evidence be?
Posted by: Tash | August 20, 2010 at 07:18 PM
The Moon was quoted as saying, "Hey, it was very cold that day."
Posted by: Alyzabeth | August 20, 2010 at 07:19 PM
Okay, who put the moon in the dryer?
Posted by: nursecindy | August 20, 2010 at 07:24 PM
Alsao, apparently, the Moon is now located in Arlington, Virginia.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | August 20, 2010 at 07:32 PM
When the moon hits your eye,
Like a big pizza pie,
It's a flesh wound.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | August 20, 2010 at 07:47 PM
Divots flew into space ala Alan Shepard. He didn't replace them.
Posted by: LeDud | August 20, 2010 at 11:04 PM
I swear to God, the second I buy real estate anywhere it immediately goes sour on me.
Posted by: wingnut | August 21, 2010 at 09:45 AM
Moon mice are behind where we can't see them.
Posted by: Loudmouth | August 21, 2010 at 11:49 AM
I blame Steve Carell.
Posted by: Guin | August 21, 2010 at 03:29 PM