Really, it’s her fault for being in the way.
I hope no one reading this ever gets in a car crash. Cars are among scariest things I’ve ever seen, and I’ve flown on airplanes through storms.
But hey, at least I don’t have to worry about being hit by toy cars. A stick person’s not gonna do much damage even going fast if they ram me, so…huzzah for that?
Just wait until she falls asleep.
Toll booths are the only reason why I keep my change. That, and to buy overpriced soda when I’m on the road. Anyways, Pirate could probably extort a few quarters from stick-people going to work.
I’m also taking one of the great Jane Austen’s quotes and misusing it. I feel bad about that.
Transportation at its finest.
Sometimes I feel like I’m stuck behind a turtle. This is a metaphor for life, although I’m not sure what part. I guess my point is that even if I had a jet pack, I probably wouldn’t be able to use it.
No, not like the jam you put on toast. Pirate’s pretty small by human standards, but by stick people standards she’s a mountain. And what happens when that mountain wants a snack? Nobody’s getting to work today.
Better hope she’s a quick eater!
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