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April 8, 2013

you come up with a joke.



I passed this place today called Pita Pan.  I had to stop and take a picture, not caring if a bicyclist could come down the street at any minute and swipe my phone, because I just appreciate the attempt at a pun.  

At least, I think it's a pun.  Peter Pan.  Peeta Pan.  Pita Pan.  It sort of goes I guess.  Though why, I'm not sure.  Do lost boys run the counter?    Is there a pirate ship inside?  Does this bread never grow up?

See what I did there?  That joke never grows old*.


*And I did it again.

And yes, this post was not over any particular moment per se, but to celebrate the fact that I came up with this joke on the sidewalk and had no one to relay it to.