when people trip, they always trip over something.
a banana peel
a battery operated mickey-mouse-on-a-singing-train
a wobbly step on the staircase
an open bag of cheetos
a small dog
whe i trip, i usually over trip over nothing.
well, not nothing exactly.
i trip over thin air.
and today have two bruised shins, a possibly sprained toe, and a black-and-blue ego to show for it.
i even think it was a cute guy who tried to pick me up (in the most literal sense of the word) after i tripped.
tripping on thin air. what a bonehead.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
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