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...now I finish you. I'm not really sure of what to make of that statement. There's not enough ambiguity in it to make me comfortable. It doesn't help that the allegedly impartial third person appears to be taking great delight in the proceedings.
Are these fellows in skirts? Or are they in shorts? Or even, if you look closely enough skorts?
Interesting way to toughen up a bunch of blokes - by changing the way they dress by putting them into dresses. By no means is dress wearing not tough - hell 50% of the population tend to be wearers of non-trousers and it would be foolish to think that they are anything but tough. Perhaps it's a tough-guy thing about being tough that being transitioned into a non-trouser situtation might be seen as something less than optimal. Still there they are. Acting as one and having something made of them. Looks like hard work though, skirts or no skirts.
I feel like this often. Vague shapes have too much authority and clout these days. There was a time when they were you know, vague. Now, even though they are vague, they tend to be obtrusive and intrusive. How did all this come about? Apparantly there are many reasons but none of them are clear. There could be a definitive answer but the reasons are not open to discussion, well not immediatly that's almost for certain.
As vague and fearful the situation might be, yelling in terror might be the best remedy yet.
Get out from under that rock and take a long walk in the sunsine. Follow on before you feel duty bound to make sense of the situation. Leave that for the others. Don't just stand there get moving.
Should this be of concern? Can a giant hand be friendly? Is it belligerent? If there's one where is the other?What does it want? How does it know what it wants? What is it trying to grasp?
Should this group let it go? Should they try and shake it? So many questions...
...do we ban coffee, and knees for that matter? Have they ruined the fun for everyone? When the bad guys like something does that mean we have to stop liking it by default? This lot appear harmless enough. But I imagine their intent is quite the opposite. Yet appearances can be deceiving - despite their insistence of having their lattes from some up market hipster sourced handleless mug.
Makes you think twice about the things you enjoy.
So lyrical! You can't just say these words you have to sing them.
You must. You must.
It's a song about a truck.
A truck.
A truck.
A song about a truck.
Is there time to sing?
No.
Is there time to sing?
No no no.
Is there time to sing!
No no no no no!
Arrgh!
Those things sure are pesky. Scootin' around with their crescendos of powerful motor. Flying here, flying there, flying anywhere they like. Good grief where will they fly next? They also have that annoying savage clatter. Clatter clatter clatter. Life is bad enough at times but who needs be reminded of punctuated guns"?
If only one of them is that annoying - imagine what a whole lot of them would be like. Would they be called a gaggle? A brace? A swarm? A hive? A squadronette? Note to self; must use crescendo in conversation at least twice today.
I understand that advice given under duress may not be seen as legally binding. I trust whoever this fellow is advising has a lawyer (good or bad) handy to see if they should act on this advice. Also it would be worthwhile to understand if proper procedures have been put in place and are being followed. There could be a potential claim given the hasty decision making.
We want that jolly jumbuck what you've got in your tuckerbag. Sometimes words just look plain silly when you write them down. Of course a loss of context doesn't really help. But there are three them. And they're like troopers. They are mounted in a sense. And they certainly are after something. There's also no doubt that they would look to employ excessive force to get what they want. Even though it wouldn't be a ram, joyful or not.
See..it all makes sense if you allow it.