I guess today is a holiday, though how would I know it? I’m at work, doing work (well, not right now) and I see no evidence of it being a holiday at all other than there are some oversized spiders hanging from the ceiling and spider webs everywhere. There is also some weirdo that doesn’t have a head riding around on his horse annoying me. When I asked him to get off his high horse and measure our heights back to back, he was about a head shorter than me. Sure he was a little bitter about having no head and all, but nowhere near the bitterness I have in being tall.
Accidental Greatness. Try as I might, because of my height, I can’t control being good at sports. I try to avoid being near basketball courts by laying on my couch doing nothing, because whenever I walk on a court, I am accidently blocking shots, doing 360 windmill dunks, or doing crossovers that would make…
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