At five years, I was always fascinated by the possibility that one could fly through the air. My first target for accomplishing this feat was June Bugs.
They were all over the place when I was a kid. If I could just get enough thread to make strings for more hind legs, I would soon have enough be airlifted away on the wings of June Bugs. I just tortured the hell out of a lot of poor old June Bugs whose only purpose in life was to find a mate and die. But what did I know? I stomped a lot of green corn and killed a lot of June Bugs in the process. Elbert
(I suggested that he insert the word 'procreate' in the sentence about the June Bugs purpose in life and his reply was "No, you do not want to use a fifty dollar word in a two dollar story".) Shirley
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