Okay, not hell. It has just been a very strange week, most of it a direct result of my sometimes successful attempts to be a nice person. The most recent event was when I saw a car fishtail off an exit on my way to work in the rain. The man just drove right off the road, so I pulled over to see if he was okay. I leaned out of my car and said, "Hey, you ok? Can I call someone for you?" To which he said, "HUH?" Fine. I'm being lazy. I know it. I'll get out of the car and make sure he's ok. So I do.
I get right out into a bloody bog masquerading as solid ground right next to my car and am promptly to my knees in mud. I managed to get to his car but lost my shoe and was coated with goo that squished between my toes and splatted off my legs in blobs onto my car mat all the way home.
1 comment:
Hello Hidden Chicken! I enjoy reading your blog and it's very simple layout makes a relaxing stay. I'm sorry you lost your show, but you did a very nice thing ^.^ and that's worth more than a shoe I think. So what did you do with the other shoe? I would've just ditched the other shoe as well and go on barefoot, it's quite therapeutic. Unless that shoe can be used for a craft of some sort. Okie, now I'm just going off on your shoe.
Point is, nice blog :)
My blog is all about pictures of everyday things, so if I ever find a picture of a hidden chicken, I'll be sure to let you know.
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