The greatest thing that I possess.
That's belter, thanks for posting it.
Yeah, good that.
The greatest thing that I possess.
It's 'The greatest [b]gift[/b] that I possess' 😡
Tatty-bye
I'm so sorry about your Dad's dog. 🙁
So ..the moral of the story is that living & working in the city drives you bat shit crazy and you turn to drink & drugs chasing a dollar until you die ..?
That what it said to me anyway...
Thank Christ I chose the quiet life in the country ..
I must say I nearly missed the subtleness of the allegory as the story was so deftly woven....
Wow ..a real critic .. 😀
An actual rat in a rat race.
Genius!
/everyone's a critic
Edit: As an aside, this rat loved living in the city.
Happiness, like class you just can't buy it.
Which is why I have neither.
Happiness is a warm saddle.
Preferably someone else's.
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Cheery bastard old Steve, isn't he?
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Preferably someone else's.
Apt.
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