1. I am the nutritional information on a Sweet and Salty Chex Mix bag, as it's tugged from the wet leaves by a field mouse in the early fall moon.
2. I suffer great angst about the proliferation of plastic Adirondack chairs, and worry that an entire generation will never know the solidity and quiet ease of what a wooden one can mean.
3. Three friends and I were walking through some woods to 7-Eleven to buy candy with some money we'd earned mowing lawns. Our attention was drawn to a small tree where we found a nest of newly hatched blue jays, ferociously chirping for their parents. Under the tree was a sleeping homeless man and we beat him senseless with sticks and rocks.
4. I love you more than you can ever know.
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This June my sub accidentally mortally wounded a field mouse while we visited my hay ranch. It got in the house somehow and was sneaking up on the jalapeño Cheetos. She felt really bad as it was injured but not dead as she has only stepped on his back half. He was wheezing and making these sad little sounds. I took him ousted by the tail with the intention of sealing him in a plastic container and letting him asphyxiate in a humane way but she protested. So I set him on a post near the barn thinking a bird would come eat him and watched him for about 15 minutes until he had finally breathed his last. He wasn't there the next morning so I assume something ate him.
You guys beating the homeless guy senseless while he was asleep sounds similar to one of the things I did at fifteen. Maybe violence against strangers is a rite of passage for most boys. Then again it could just be the expression of the CDH13 warrior gene producing to much MAOA during the puberty/testosterone years. A sort of PMS for boys.
When I was learning to drive my friend Jeff and I threw a sealed can of pork and beans at a guy holding a hungry sign. We were going about 30 miles per hour and it knocked him from his feet. We turned around drove back by and threw him a can opener while he was on the ground then drove off.
Not my proudest moment but Boys will be boys I guess.
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