Thursday, May 26, 2011

Nineteen, and a lead

The local police department knows about as much as the ants beneath my feet. I have my eldest child and a few of my other children with me; they tell me they have something. A dog from one of the families went into the forest the other day and came back with a fragment of clothing, something probably from a little girl's dress as it had half a Hello Kitty logo on it. We'll see where it goes, I suppose.

This one, for strength: It's light as a feather and has nothing in it, yet a strong man can't hold it for more than a minute.

You get three chances.