I've fallen off the wagon, been run over a few times, and when I actually managed to get to my knees, the horse came back and kicked me in the head ..........
"Well piss!" Reckon somebody ought to build some higher rails on the wagon. Would imagine a horse kick is worlds of delicious pain. Had a steer kick me in the sternum as a boy, bounced off the stock pen wood fence. Me and PawPaw J were banding them.
'Member correct I had fun with two fractured ribs. PawPaw J showed me how to wrap up for a few weeks, nice enough too he offered little me a swig from his hidden medicine bottle. "Do a man's work you'll be treated as a man," he told me. Realized today that I have worked the "then some" enough in my life to make up for others that didn't work.
That's a Life, it is the most bittersweetly beautiful thing possibly in about eight universes or more.
d. Now I have to spend a few hours restoring them so he can call them knives again