Just goes to show, that 'Mr. Johnson' is strong indeed, and can take abuse...
Yes, belly flopping on the cacti hurt. But I do have to admit in hindsight, that it prolly
did look fairly funny. Little short me jumping out of some brush like a jackrabbit with stuff stuck to my chest cussing my brains out.
Yeah, I kinda like hanging out here. Reminds me that I'm not alone in weirdness.
My own experience with pain runs along the lines of playing tennis. Caught a good, stiff backhand in the predictable place.. didn't have time to sing soprano. I just curled up and hit the deck politely and stayed there. 'course, it was a
Woman passing by that hit said backhand to me..... (No grudges held here. Jst wish it wasn't so.. so..... ) Had trouble for a few weeks after that. My dearest brother likes to bring that up. I remind him then of the electric fence, and falling out of the pine tree back ten years ago. (He found the last branch and was brought up short.)
There's a black swan on a smalll pond on Route 6. Oni might know where I'm talking about. Just outside of Port Jervis at what used to be Santini's Diner. Kinda had to do a double take to be sure. Black Swans... at least he isn't chasing my hat!