No one seems to know what I’m referencing when I say this anymore. Apparently, with the discovery that Mel Gibson is a bigoted asshole, my generation has forgotten all about Lethal Weapon, and the younger generation has decided it’s not worth it.
Fair enough. I do still love Danny Glover. Who wouldn’t?
But seriously. I had to climb a two story ladder today and really, fuck that. I don’t really have a fear of heights (not being able to move is my bugaboo), but I am overweight and wear slippery shoes. Plus, it’s well over thirty degrees Celsius and I’m a sweater. Sweaty hands and metal rungs do not friendly bedfellows make.
I’m definitely too old for this shit.
(cue toilet explosion)
Target: 500 words
Written: 365 words, novella: The Mungk