Oh, man.
Thrown under the bus - again.
It would probably be easiest to lay on the pavement and wait until the semi that's coming down the road gets here and finishes the job. However, if one can move but chooses not to - do we still have to explain to Da Man upstairs why we opted for the "easy" way out???
Well crap, who wants to have that conversation.
So one crawls, slowly, painfully to the side of the road. Like one of those bad B movies where they use an assault rifle on the swamp monster but it. keeps. coming. back...
One of my cheery little friend's mantra is..."NEVER GIVE UP, NEVER GIVE UP!"
Lawsy, lawsy, ain't 'self talk' a wonderful thing!
Well, just prop me up in the corner over there. Brush me off and we'll fake it for another go round.
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