An ode to sunglasses on highway 82, crushed my an SUV and reflecting the sunlight right into my eyes

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My descriptions have fallen to crap and back again. Downhill both ways. That used to be all I could do right, and now it’s all lackluster and boring. I think it’s sort of like the first time you see a sword-swallower (By which I mean the people commonly found in the circus who put sword blades down their throats - it is not a jab at the gay

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[pinknoises7]

maybe you need to befriend a fire-breather i think they are much more exciting than sword swalloers. i mean think about it. anyone can swallow a sword... but breathing fire?!?!!? now that is nuts. thanks for inviting me out last night. alas i didn't get your message untill late and i had been watch the two towers with my parents. next time.

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Well, our (the sword-swallower and my) mutual friend singed us a few too many times, so we thought it wasn't safe to hang out with him any more. Just a little TOO exciting, I suppose. So exciting that if it were translated form memory into text, it would look so exciting that I couldn't, in good faith, show it to anyone for fear that they may get overexcited and have a heart attack. Alas, such is life.

Bring Your Water Wings!

[anonymous]

I hope the "high seas" you have mentioned are purely a metaphorical literary tool for emphasis, because last I knew you didn't know how to swim. I worry, you know.

~Red

An ode?

[anonymous]

It's good to be off on a new journey. The high seas of adventure and literacy are certainly promising, although at times illiteracy seems to be a blessing. I look forward to reading of your adventure. But I still wonder about those sunglasses.

Re: An ode?

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The sunglesses broke. Poor guys.