dToday, at the hardware store I searched longingly for the right hammer. Not too heavy. Not too large. Just the right heft. Just the right balance. Even the color is important. If I am going to bash your head in with it, i should take care I don’t hurt myself. And that I look good doing it.
The holidays passed and you’re still here. Breathing my air. Next year I’ll have to to double the amount of strychnine I put in your eggnog.