every steve has a plan
until they get smacked in the snout
Watch out for Steve.
His name sounds like a space gun if you say it quickly and repeatedly with a high pitch.
Knowing one of the Steves I know might disrupt your plans.
This Steve?
He’s a face smacker.
Well…
More of a snout smacker.
He had an Australian cattle dog.
That dog loved nothing as much as he loved being smacked in the face.
Steve would throw a hard orange hockey ball at Arky.
Arky would smack it back at Steve with its snout.
Smacking the snout, smacking the snout, Seveie and Arky smacking the snout.
(steve was one of those people who liked to pretend that his dog was an actual human baby and being a pet parent was an equivalent. lol)
Steve would sing to Arky as he smacked his little dogs face
He’s a cattle dog. He was bred for being smacked in the face by the hoofs of cattle.
And in Sparta?
They used to look at babies and if they showed signs of physical weakness?
They’d throw them off a cliff.
No shit!
They bread people to be warriors above all else.
With that in mind, being raised to be smacked in the face by cattle seems rather pleasant in contrast.
Were you bred to be smacked?
Where do you routinely welcome what others really don’t want?
Smacking the snout, smacking the snout, live a lively life and leave behind the gout