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[lolmac]

He knowz when ta fold em.
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Episode:  Rock the Cradle, Season 3           Screen Capture from:  macsyourman

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[thothmes.livejournal.com]

I've just always been against boxing on general principles.

I make two exceptions: Cats curled up in boxes just large enough to hold them are too safe and content to move, and kids can have loads of harmless fun with the kind of oversize boxes that large appliances come in.

Otherwise we might be in danger of this:

Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes made of ticky tacky,
Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes all the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one,
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.

And the people in the houses
All went to the university,
Where they were put in boxes
And they came out all the same,
And there's doctors and lawyers,
And business executives,
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.

And they all play on the golf course
And drink their martinis dry,
And they all have pretty children
And the children go to school,
And the children go to summer camp
And then to the university,
Where they are put in boxes
And they come out all the same.

And the boys go into business
And marry and raise a family
In boxes made of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one,
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.


-Little Boxes words and music by Malvina Reynolds

And of course the other kind is just ouchy, and results in repeated concussions, and sometimes even death.

So I guess what I'm sayin' is "I'm with Mac on this one!"

[lolmac]

I've always adored that song! Even though it was actually written about San Francisco, it could just as well have been written about Los Alamos, which is where I grew up. The government-built houses were box-shaped (including having flat roofs -- in a snowy climate!), and the only way to tell them apart was the colour.

[lothithil.livejournal.com]

I'm trying to think of something clever to say, but all I can do is stare at those hands.... *drool*