I wonder what he and I will be made to do together. Supposing he does in fact exist and that I am not delirious from my travels and making the whole thing up. I do not think it is the type of thing I would make up. But somebody might have made it up for me, then planted it, in my brain. Such things happen all the time, I'm told.

Like it? I drew it myself. Did I mention that I always carry crayons with me? Never knowing, when I might like to challenge someone to a sidewalk hop scotch showdown.
1 comment:
Romie, Yo. Crayons?
Ya use CHALK fo' yo hop scotch thodowns.
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