I am the grit in the gears, the missing bolt, I am the poker of sticks into spokes. I like to know how things work, but sometimes when I take them apart and rebuild them, I have a few pieces left over. I am a man, so I tend to leave reading the instructions until after it goes wrong. And like all men I have a comprehensive mental map of the world and never need to ask directions. I never get lost, only sometimes I'm late, or end up in the wrong place entirely. It's what we do.
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The beauty and artistry of the martial art of the flamenco has deep historical roots within The Sisterhood.
ReplyDeleteThis is considered mandatory training for all new recruits.
Sometimes the "old" ways are still the most effective weapons in our war against drudgery and flat shoes ...
gentlemen, would you not agree ???
Mildred, The Flamenco has its deep roots in the Brotherhood, as I shall soon show.
ReplyDeleteIt suits us, however to let you girls think it's all yours.