Surely the bears are a bigger risk? And if they’re a risk in London, surely they’re going to be a much bigger risk in Beck country?
And yes, I do find myself avoiding the cracks. Still.
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As a kid, I’d write down random thoughts on paper. That habit has never stopped. If you were to sift through my papers at home or in my bag, they’re full of seemingly-random thoughts of the day, ranging from FICA taxes to thoughts about my girlfriend to future plans for overseas travel.
I find some churches hold this as a rule. Even if the man in question is gay.
You have GOT to record those!
Later, they can become “beloved animated adventures on YouTube”. If you don’t mind becoming rich and famous…
I’ve got SO many. First thing that came to mind is that I mispronounce certain words wrong on purpose.
As a kid, I read a book where a boy, instead of “girl”, used the word “grwl”. So I feel obligated now (but only to myself).
Several years ago, a lace had come undone on my shoe and I was retying it in front of my mother. She said “that’s not the way I taught you to tie your shoes!”. Uh, sorry?
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Sissy, is that you?
The owner of our classy comic book shop asked "So why do you only buy books out of the fitty cent bargain bin?"
I said “Because my favorite day as a kid was one where I’d buy a couple of comics, roll 'em up in my back pocket, jump on my bike, then buy a Coke Slushie on my way to the park to read and slurp.”
He was rolling his eyes as I shoved my purchases in my back pocket, put on my bike helmet and said “Next stop the 7-11, then the park!”
I talk to myself.
I can’t really respond because all the things I still do that are holdovers from my childhood ARE immature and childish.
They’d need a whole lot of reworking to remove any copyrighted characters that I’ve appropriated from movies, books, and TV shows and to disguise the identities of celebrities. Even then, all the storylines are riddled through with an insufferable Mary Sue character.