…with no plans of returning
A short post here, kids.
Everything that happened to me today might best be described by the mental picture of someone reaching into a bucket of shit to get a handful of gold.
“You want good news, Mr. Cross? No problem…just bend over and grab your ankles while I tell you all about it.”
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Yeah, I can appreciate that image. Been there before. I call those times “evil necessities.”
Well… Did you get the gold?
How big a bucket?
How much gold?
::B::
I hope you got the gold and a good wash.