Railing Against His Fate
07/15/2013 § 4 Comments
I don’t KNOW what happened! One minute we’re railings on the old bridge, and the next thing I know I’m flat on my back. Since they’ve put us here on the street below the bridge, do you think they plan to put us back? Humans never bother to tell inanimate objects what’s going on. It’s their worst failing. If I found one of THEM on his back in the middle of the street, I’d give him a concrete idea of what to expect.