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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Wow! I love those guys. What a great picture!
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I wish they were wearing tiny berets.
ReplyDeletethat stare, to set fear in any dog's heart!!
ReplyDeleteRDG, I know you're a Sean-the-Sheep fan, maybe I should get you a sheep for your birthday?
ReplyDeleteNag: Berets, gawd help us hipster sheep?
I think they should be chewing cigars too.
gz: Nope. That gaze was aimed at me, and me alone.