23 February 2013
When I was an ickle young lass of 6, 7 or 8 I ran into a door -playing a game I don't recall. I'm not sure if I cried -as that part I've not been told; but the following senario always makes me giggle:
[Inside my head back then]
I hit my head against the door -the door must of been mean, cause then I turned around to my dad and demanded:
"Is this door blind that it did not see me?!"
*sigh*
Yep I know. lol
(There's more delights like that to share; but I got a lot of things to do today, so they'll just have to wait.)
My Angst with the Door • Opuss № I