Well, I didn't slud
into anything; I slud
off of my chair. Plop! Thunk! No, I didn't hurt myself -- well, my pride, perhaps. It was ridiculous. I had turned around to get something out of the drawer behind me, and when I turned back, I just kept going. Cliff picked me up.
Now for some winter time fun, here are some snowman cartoons:




'Tis the season for sludding, I suppose. At least you didn't have to wipe snow off your ----- .
ReplyDeleteThe key word was 'snow.'
Your pride comes on a sliding scale like mine then, eh? It's snow big deal
ReplyDeleteI have a seatbelt for my motorized chair. For some reason, it just makes me go faster!
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