#1536 – Celebration

It’s weird how I will sometimes remember something fun that happened a long time ago and then realize I don’t know any of the other people involved anymore. Makes it feel a little less real. Was it only a dream? I guess I’m the one to decide now.

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5 thoughts on “#1536 – Celebration”

  1. He should have high five’d the bug using a toothpick! …But would that still count as a high five, or would it just be to poke a bug’s front leg using a toothpick?

    1. MechZombie says:

      it’d be a high one, that would, on the more likely end, stabbing the bug, or at the least giving him or you a splinter.

  2. What I hate is looking back on a happy childhood moment and realizing it was cruel…

    Like when I held my swimming lessons for grasshoppers and other insects. I’d put ’em in the water, leave ’em there till they started to sink, pull ’em out and let ’em recover, then repeat. I was like Grasshopper Guantanamo.

  3. kingklash says:

    Almost like saying, “That was the most fun in the History of Fun, and I’m the sole survivor!”

  4. Baughbe says:

    Kids are cruel because they haven’t developed empathy yet. I’m not worried about the ones who will learn. I’m worried about the adults who refuse to.

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