Wow, what a great story. And Sam Jackson is one guy who gets around. :P
This reminds me of growing up on a farm, when the true gift of Christmas was the gathering of family and food, and all the evils of the world just melt away.
The people that would actually hang these in earnest upon their trees exist only in my future fictions, as characters unlike any the world now knows. (I wish.)
Pretty much all insects I find dead have their legs up. This seems like a biological/physical norm. Once animation is removed from such a creature, gravity/wind/whatnot takes over. I could explain it better if I was paid.
Thx for the recipe LV. Trying it tomorrow, with "Sex and Candy" on the tunebox.
The guy's voice makes the story even better.
Paredolia is becoming an even murkier science.
This reminds me of growing up on a farm, when the true gift of Christmas was the gathering of family and food, and all the evils of the world just melt away.
Thx for the recipe LV. Trying it tomorrow, with "Sex and Candy" on the tunebox.