I love running. I run up and down and up and down. Stomp stomp stomp stomp stomp I go. Everybody waves. The butcher waves. The baker waves. Here is the policeman. He is not waving. He looks cross. Now I am going in the van. He says I have to put some clothes on. He is very annoyed. I say I am comfortable with my body but he says he isn’t.
I love running
Posted February 7th, 2010 by worldwithoutend
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February 8th, 2010 - 1:35 am
i laughed out loud! and certainly hope this was a fictional/dream/creative post and not a summary of today’s events.
…although, if it were, you sure do have some nice neighbors! and effective policemen, too.
February 8th, 2010 - 4:30 pm
As long as this wasn’t your son usurping your blog… Mine, I have to admit less than a year ago (and he’s now 15) came out of the swimming pool changing room into the pool, holding his trunks in his hand, having forgotten actually to put them on. Fortunately there were no police present.
March 1st, 2010 - 11:36 am
I, too, laughed out loud. Thanks.