You have come across a mystery box. But what is inside?
It could be literally anything from the serene to the horrific,
from the beautiful to the repugnant,
from the mysterious to the familiar.
If you decide to open it, you could be disappointed,
you could be inspired, you could be appalled.
This is not for the faint of heart or the easily offended.
Welcome Adventurer, To The Mystery Box!
Miscellaneous
serenity
Beauty
Need More Box?
That's all for now folks!
6 comments:
My Mom says I carried my pocketknife to school every day from second grade to junior high.
We used to play mumbly peg and other such games in the playground at recess.
I have carried a pocket knife every day for 65 years. Wouldn't ever leave home without it. As a kid we all had knives and in my neighborhood in NYC if you got in a fight and lost you had to give up your pocket knife if it was on you during the fight. All the kids would use their pocket knives during science class or at other times to sharpen a pencil in class. No one thought anything of it.
Not sure that's what they meant when they said, "Crack the door and let a little air in."
"I want candy"?
Hell girl, you're sitting on the candy store.
I've carried the same Buck 703 since they came out, late 70s I think.
Sodbuster.
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