Loving Strangeness or Cruel Sanity
· ☕ 131 words life · ✍️ Peter Hiltz
I saw the following recently on reddit:
When I worked in a book store, we had a guy come in once looking for waterproof books. I asked why, and he said he wanted something to read to chickens. He went on to say he already had one laminated book of poetry that he read to them every night, but he thought they might want something else.
I’ll take that.