This being back in full time work lark is a bit intrusive. Early starts, crowded commutes, missing the school drop off and pick up, drinking curtailed, less time to write breathless prose like this.
But it’s structure – which is important, so I’m told. And they’ll pay me. Sometime soon. And if it ever feels a little like this…
At least it’ll never anywhere near as bad as this…
First, I wrap my arm in a skin for protection
Then I crawl in the pit.
Let’s light the place up a bit.
There she is
Those are her eggs.
I let her take my protected arm, sort of like noodling for fish.
Then my buddy pulls me out with snake attached.
Ain’t she a beaut?
Whoa, that’s a biggie.
(Thanks to Colt Monday and yougottobekidding, from where I nicked these – though goodness knows the original source.)
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