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Be wacky

The world needs it. The wackiest guy I ever knew just died. I knew him since I was six years old, and I am tremendously saddened.

Please go out of you way to do something utterly screwy, and post it here.

Even though Larry had a position of respect and authority in the community, he was utterly unique. If there was a thunder storm, he would stand in the rain and cheer each lightning strike. He rode one of those old-fashioned bikes with the huge front wheel, because it was fun. He molested people’s Christmas decorations. He dropped horrible puns into totally serious conversations. He sang in the shower…loudly. He played the bagpipes…badly. He loved practical (and impractical) jokes. His sense of humor no limits, and people often didn’t quite know what to make of him.

So please, help me bring the world back in balance. Tell the barista at Starbucks that your name is “Mr. Happypants,” or put up signs for a yard-sale at your friend’s house, without telling your friend (bonus points of you fill their front yard with junk). Do something.

The world is at risk of becoming a boring, predictable place. We don’t have Larry to tilt it any more.

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