Do you every have days where it all just seems too easy…?
Yeah…
Me neither…
Now, if we’re talking the hiker…
That’s a whole ‘nother story…
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Do you every have days where it all just seems too easy…?
Yeah…
Me neither…
Now, if we’re talking the hiker…
That’s a whole ‘nother story…
Image found here.
No, but I have days when I’d like to see some pony-tailed hippies get eaten by bears.
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Now, now… pony-tailed hippies have just as much right to their fairy tales as those of us who, alas, can no longer grow pony-tales…
(8^)>
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I’m in Portland, Oregon, sir. I’ve had it up to here with ponytails, braided beards, and man buns. It’s time we culled the herd.
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You have my sympathies…
On a lighter note, the comedian Maria Bamford has a hilarious bit she did for an album recording in Portland, where she says she could be like ‘you’, meaning Portlanders.
“I could grow my hair into a cape…”
And it goes on. Very funny.
The bit is called “Right and Wrong”.
Highly recommended.
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The irony of Portland is that only a section of the population lives up to (or down to) Portlandia standards, the rest of us just suffer by association. It’s rather like assuming all Texans are gun-toting, science-hating, Republicants.
That might be a bad example.
Okay, it’s like saying all Americans are fat, dumb, and conservatively religious as a backwoods bible salesman. Which isn’t fair. Some of us are just fat.
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… and some of us are just backwoods…
But that’s because all them pony-tail types done gone and got the front-woods spots time-shared out…
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