People say, do, dumb stuff, things. Inclusive, meaning, ahm, me too.
Some folks, say, mean, hurtful stuff with intent. Ain't really a whole lot one can do about them critters other than jump in the other lane, consider the source.
Some folks, say, mean, hurtful stuff, don't realize it until some time later - get the apologetic heebie geebies, and all's well that ends well.
Some folks, say, mean, hurtful stuff, don't realize it, it ain't with intent... all one can do it hope, pray, they get tape recorders for Christmas so they can go back and listen to themselves.
Dear Ann...... please tell me about 'love' and 'perfection'...
"Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weakness." Ann Landers
Shoes. It ain't really possible to see from another's shoes. Most times anyways, shoes stink, even those on the feet of good people. Them insensitive ones sometimes wear boots Like Nancy said, 'These boots are made for walkin', and that's just what they'll do, one of these days these boots are gonna walk allover you." Are ya ready friends? Start runnin'!
Some, should wear Hush Puppies, or, be tongue tied. Then there's them Goody Two Shoes... I suggest, when doing laundry, they look for skidmarks, bet they'll find em!
Al Bundy: Ho ho ho. What do you want for Christmas little boy?
Matt: Well, I want an end to pollution. Let's start here! (the boy sprays breath spray into Al's mouth)
Al Bundy: Ahh! Always remember that Santa hates you!
Matt: Yeah? What's he gonna do? Make me a shoe salesman?
If you want to understand another human being, walk a mile in their shoes. You may not ultimately see their point of view, but, at least you are a mile away and have their shoes.
Every foot has a sole. Porn stars should really wash the soles of their feet first. (A friend told me that.) Speakin'a porn stars... someone once told me, the best response to "You look familiar" is to say "I do porn." Usually shuts 'em up.
Victor, you're getting lost. You started off about things said, hurtful, known, not known, cognizant later. Calm down Sonny. I gotta stare s'more at the keyboard to figure out whereinthehell I'm going.
Two good buddies... in a spat, but, funnin' along the way. They'd done all the normal pranks... sprinkled salt on cookies, "Here, have one." Stuck tape over the bottom of their mouse. Hid fake bugs and snakes allover the other's house. Then, from my left foot, the best prank ever. One guy stole every left shoe the other guy had in his closet, bedroom, wherever. Alarm clock went off. Panic, kinda sorta. Barefooted, went to trunk of car, got golf shoes, wore 'em to work.
The basic point, I guess... is that life (and people) is/are weird.
I'm just soooooooooooooooooo thankful I'm perfect. 😊
Love, Victurd
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