Dead Sheep Under The Building
One of my first ever memories was a holiday that my family went on when I was just 3. We went on a ‘farm holiday’ - a stay at a working farm. I remember the farmer was Mr Bell, and he had some skulls and bones of sheep under his shearing shed. We used to take a bag of them in to school for show-and-tell sometimes they were awesome. One of my first bonfires was there too - well I didn’t make it I was three, someone else did (I’m going to be nice and not assume you’re stupid just for thinking I started the fire). It was cool, I can still see it now - all burning and red like a thing that burns but doesn’t burn blue.
What’s one of your first memories? Ever seen the movie Powder? The bald albino almost-energy guy remembered the day he was born! Crazy guy - sure he was a fictional character but doesn’t he exist in all of our hearts and minds? No. No he doesn’t - he’s still a fictional character whether you’re delusional or not. Now go get that memory.
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