Hmm Larry, someday do email me your address and I'll send you snail mail. The snails will dig a tunnel from my part of the world to end up in yours. Right to your doorstep. Or pathway. Or chalk-drawn boundary.
Or my father just might think that it's any other snail and decide to kill it. At night. With the butt of a flashlight. And fling into a pail full of snail-corpses. Terrible sight. But for the plants. The plants. :-) sige akong i-email nimo.
"Bullfighting, it seems to me, gives us a clue. Kill the beast by all means, they say, but make it a contest, a ritual, and honour your antagonist for his strength adn bravery. eat him too, after you have vanquished him. Look him in the eyes before you kill him, and thank him afterwards. Sing songs about him.
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Hmm Larry, someday do email me your address and I'll send you snail mail. The snails will dig a tunnel from my part of the world to end up in yours. Right to your doorstep. Or pathway. Or chalk-drawn boundary.
Or my father just might think that it's any other snail and decide to kill it. At night. With the butt of a flashlight. And fling into a pail full of snail-corpses. Terrible sight. But for the plants. The plants. :-) sige akong i-email nimo.
I totally scored over you!! I totally did! Prepare to lick your wounds, Larreh.
when are you getting your ass back here? how is your ass? hahahahahaha! miss you lar. let's get drunk soon!
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