If I am repaired, can we meet again for the first time, in all of the places I have feared to go, and then, again, in all of the places I will have forgotten, if I am repaired?



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Thursday, December 5, 2013

Here's What I Do...


I cut wood, because, after all, I am that much of a man, wink wink, and I don’t wear my boots, and the chainsaw spews chips onto and into my low-topped shoes where they fix themselves by the thousands in my socks, which I then throw into the washer, who, magically displaces the chips from my socks into my underwear—a tedious task I’m guessing—but nonetheless this is why I itch sometimes… down there… in case you wondered.  


            

6 comments:

  1. There are worse reasons to be itchy.

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  2. woodchips in yer balls...

    ~shoes~

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  3. sillyone... hence the clarification

    shoes... better than trauma to the groin

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  4. Those damn chips, they get everywhere.

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  5. hahahaha I understand the wood chips in the socks and undies. Think I've found a few in mine as well from hanging out in your shop while you work! =)

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