That's nothing, in MY day we didn't have "straws", we had just the one straw. And it was thirty miles away, up a sheer rock face with no hand holds, populated by flying timberwolves, and if you were the poor sucker who had to go get it, you automatically lost.Back in my day we didn't have reason. We would draw straws to see who would be lynched. Whoever had the shortest straw we lynched them. Of course there were no general stores in our little town, so we had to walk fifteen miles to the next town over and get the straws there.
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