03-05-2011, 08:01 AM
I was once held captive by a "time Share" cult. They offered me a prize for coming, but wouldn't give me my toaster until I sat through an hours long brainwashing session. I managed to resist, but many others succumbed to these horrific tactics and now march like zombies three days a year to Kohala.
Although I feel fortunate to have survived; To this day my knees shake when preparing a toasted bagel.
Although I feel fortunate to have survived; To this day my knees shake when preparing a toasted bagel.