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Living On The Edge

Dad's gone fishing ... it's chicken for dinner tonight!


I’ve been living on the edge for a long time now;

… or maybe it’s just the periphery.


note: I usually get “peripherential treatment” most of the time.

double note: being sidelined on an unlined piece of paper is difficult.

triple note: I’m not marginal! … I’m butteral.

quadruple note: a false prophet is just a “pocketfisher of men” … or a false profit … or a pocket fissure … or something like that.




Living on the  edge. Pushing the envelope. Turning it up to 11.

That’s the life for me!

I passed a police car on the highway today!

I put it to the man; fought the authorities; made a statement.

It was touch and go for a while, but after 10 kilometers of side by side furious 90 km per hour driving and numerous speedometer checks I edged ahead of him.

Eat my dust, copper!


note: it was raining, so he didn’t really eat any dust.

double note: Once I passed him I turned around and went to my exit 5 kilometers back.

triple note: if you look really closely, you can see a portion of my van. When moving the van is just too fast for photos.