"I am a fossil."

"heck, you're not old enough to be a fossil!"

"As I was scooping the litter this morning and putting the clinkers in a plastic bag, this thought came to mind: imagine 20,000 years from now, people come to earth and want to find out about the planet. The head alien tells them to look for big piles of detritus (sp?) and dig, dig, dig. They find newspapers, but they suddenly stop in 2015. Intermingled are tiny shreds of a strange material with coprolites. As scientific studies are performed, they have the hardest time finding out what kind of animal they come from--they know the coprolite is not human.......
yeah, strange I know. See how my brain works??
nan"

"Hey Paul, Pul, Passil, Whatever ? If ya happen to get phil, keep him on ice. I'll try to get a couple buzz tails to add to the pot. If Nan can get enough of those tics, we can make stuffing for phil out of them.
Don"

"Just checking. Are ya sure ? Ya know how us old goats get, what with that old timers thing and all.
Don"