I dare you.

Do you dare?

Cyranny's cove

That’s what she said!

Who did that? you might ask… The Bag Lady, of course!

To make a not so long, but possibly long if I tell it, story short… It was The Bag Lady’s grand son’s birthday, and he is a firefighter. And she ended her post wishing us a great week, and asking that we’d go and hug a firefighter! I innocently mentionned the firestation only about 3 minutes of walk away from my apartment, saying how I could go there and get a fireman hug! And she did it. She said the three forbidden words…

I.dare.you!

Ooooooooh. Daring me, uh?

I love being dared. Being dared is a passport for doing silly things I wouldn’t do otherwise. I am incredibly shy, you see? And being dared gives me someone else to blame for my peculiar behaviors…

“That’s crazy? Well, yes, I agree, but it’s not my…

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