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I’ve decided to give up walking, and to skip everywhere I go. Now I never pass anyone who is not smiling.
(For women. Unfortunately, society frowns on skipping men.)
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/society frowns on skipping men/ |
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It's very liberating, though! |
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Society doesn't mind a foolishly grinning skipping man if he's holding hands with a foolishly grinning skipping pretty girl. And if they do, heck with 'em - let 'em jog 'till they need their knees replaced. |
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[thimble] Oops, and I thought I was still one step ahead of insanity... |
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this is hardly an original idea, shirley? |
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OK, then, how about combining this with Bliss's "Swinging Moods" idea to create an "Inner Child" playpark for adults. Swings and roundabouts with no gaining or losing, slides where you don't get stuck halfway down, skipping paths, hopscotch, and a booth selling giant ice creams. No inner curmudgeons allowed, tra-la-laa-ing expected. And no hanky panky either, this is therapy for those who've come out from under the duvet but can't stand basket weaving. |
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//Got braids// Got Brains??? |
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