As the squishy party, I reserve the right to take every precaution. This often means unreservedly ceding my rights. These rubber-boned, piss'n'vinegar TikTokkers might get the clicks - and even effect some changes - but it's often by way of coroners' reports. Old fisherfolks don't shake their fist at the sea.
You say nothing happened but like... Thinking about poetry-weasels superimposed over electric unicyclists, and people's Mums squishing theoretical ants for a million dollars... What else is literature for, if not for that?
As the squishy party, I reserve the right to take every precaution. This often means unreservedly ceding my rights. These rubber-boned, piss'n'vinegar TikTokkers might get the clicks - and even effect some changes - but it's often by way of coroners' reports. Old fisherfolks don't shake their fist at the sea.
Exactly right. I'm coming round to your side on this matter Fraser.
You say nothing happened but like... Thinking about poetry-weasels superimposed over electric unicyclists, and people's Mums squishing theoretical ants for a million dollars... What else is literature for, if not for that?
This made me laugh. Thanks Rosie. I am never not thinking about those ants, in some way!