Sometimes you’re the pigeon and sometimes you’re the statue

by Janie Jones

The spud, tragically aged 7, sighed heavily at dinner tonight and proclaimed dramatically:  I’m doomed.

To which Leif replied:  Just remember; in life, you never make it out alive.

The spud wrinkled up her nose and made a face.

Leif clarified:  Life is the best teacher, but it ultimately kills all its students.

The spud sighed heavily again.

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