The wind blows across the empty field.
Crickets chirp.
In the distance, a dog barks and is shot for his trouble.
A desperate bid to rediscover creativity
The wind blows across the empty field.
Crickets chirp.
In the distance, a dog barks and is shot for his trouble.
Kinda hard on the dog, but one understands; there are times when a simple “STFU, Rover” will not suffice.
..and is…sh- (giggle) shot for his– bwahahahah
That was like a hammer to my funnybone, don’t know why, but thank you for it!