Swiftly returning home I am skimming over puddles of essential element, avoiding snails traveling smoothly, slowly, towards or away from the road across the pavement. Surely they just can't understand any of this. The hat bought me a hot cross bun today and sitting watching flies hover in and out of sunlight I was reminded that the number of mildly irritating problems we have in life are as pointless as flies lives, and the flies aren't short of anything. When did anyone ever see a fly with aids, or a fly who bought jeans on eBay that were just slightly too big. Bees are the same for that matter. I call for SOME PEOPLE WALK MILES EVERY DAY TO COLLECT WATER in big letters on bridges over motorways... Are they just like bees? Because bees don't buy HD TV's. I'd rather be a bee, I'd rather just be.
Happy Birthday Robin, you're a super being.
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