to ice oddballs?
dump snow down their pants
I’ve often wondered about the benefits of being small.
A small cut makes only a little blood.
A small problem can be solved without much time nor bother.
Small means exclusive.
The pedals on my bike are part of a small and exclusive club.
Somehow, through no fault of my own, they bite my flesh and draw blood.
You see, I live in a home filled with vampiric small dogs and two cats whose claws regularly drip with the upper most layers of human flesh.
You too, dear reader,
You are a member of a very exclusive club.
Most of you have been here since the beginning of these posts - way back in 2021
And here we are just around the corner from five years later…
It’s wonderful to have y’all here for such a long time.
You’re a small but mighty contingent of oddballs along the ride on a fairly unfiltered creative journey in search of levity and humour.
With more than its fair share of cynicism, poop jokes and bile.
I was really angry a while ago.
About one thing or another.
These days?
I feel relieved.
Another gre…
