It happened again yesterday evening. It was a dark and quiet night with a light wind. This time it was on the porch. My next door neighbor witnessed it to her horror. She and her canine companion "Buddy" may never be the same.
I didn't mean to do it. It just happened. I fell.
I killed again. Yes, I am a serial chair killer.
Thursday, October 04, 2012
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One assumes from the tone of your post, you weren't hurt, That's very good.
Myself, I've been very lucky. I did fall twice before the foot amputation. But since then, a half dozen years now, I've managed to avoid such a thong.
Take care my friend.
That's avoid such a thing.
And the fact that I also avoid thongs delight friends and family to no end.
I ma banged up and bruised and the back is hurting worse than normal, but otherwise I am okay.
Fortunately, I did not rip my purple thong with yellow sequins.
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