such privilege for me to be sipping on my cuppa morning tea on my balcony - so many possessives to claim - while a neighborhood hobo surreptitiously swept up crushed biscuits left on the pavement (by the 4am dog lady) for the dogs of the 'hood.
Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish, and you feed him for a lifetime.truly, failing the adage, i could not teach the man to grow wheat and potato and build a stove and forage iron and dry salt, and rather simply threw him down a piece of flatbread that we call the Aloo Parantha, on the condition of keeping the pavement food back there. his stomach must manage very well if that's his usual modus breakfast.. homosapiens hyaenae
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