Willard wrote:
y-pod wrote:
I walked around the whole border without falling off , while humming happy songs.
I'm 50 and still like to ride shopping carts across the parking lot. If you get a good start, they'll roll for forty feet or more... When I have to wait in line, I stim back and forth on the balls of my feet and click my keys together in a handflap motion. I don't think there's anything about my features that looks odd (except the 5 earrings), in fact in my heyday I was a cutie-patootie, but my behavior is another matter entirely. I am a six-foot-one twelve year old with tattoos and a ponytail. I can't imagine what that makes people think and I frankly don't care.
Pick up some speed on the downhill and then jam your foot on the back wheel to spin into a new direction. Oh yea...
I love you.
I am a six-foot-one twelve year old with tattoos and a , well, not a ponytail
When I walk aroud the buildings at where work, I see my reflection in the windows and if I am not paying attention and look at a window I see a man about 1-2 evolutions behind homosapien. Thin, weak and looking like I am wait, imagine if mr burns from Homer went for walks around lunchtime.
I play with my kids on the equipment, and then when I am tired kick the mulch back in. That's a social responsibility.