I lost my job making glass eyes for merry-go-round horses back in my youth. I decided to become a mercenary commando soldier, you know, hired gun, but unwisely chose the Salvation Army as my outfit. I never got to kill anybody, and I've got tinnitus in my right ear from the bell now.
4 comments:
God I love stuff like that.
Freakin' brilliant!
Good idea. That bolt is perfectly dry, too.
Man, I wish I'd known that when I was a kid and we had to chop wood for the winter.
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