You know what I hate? When you are standing on one foot and you are putting your other foot through your undies and your toe catches on the leg of your trunks and you can't get it unhooked and you jump around on one foot trying not to fall over. That's what I hate. Why do those sorts of things need to happen?
And you put both feet back on the ground before you topple over altogether and you lean down and you snatch your recalcitrant toe from the hen of your knickers, shaking your head. Pointless things, why do pointless things have to happen, you say to yourself yet again? But that is what life is, after all, I'm guessing when you are at the other end of it. Maybe? I'll be able to tell you when I get there.
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