The hand of the devil or critic. If you like beef Cimarron is the sweetest.
Daniel
From: John Gedsudski
He bit him Daniel, but why on the left hand?
YEars ago, when I was a younger, and more vulnerable man, my track team
would run up muddy hills with bricks in our hands. All the while, an
emaciated Hispanic-looking coach would be yelling from the aft, "move on,
lets go".
I never paid much attention to him, though. It was the three legged-dog,
Tripod, always in sight, whom inspired me.
Happy trails.
Yours,
John Gedsudski
Adjunct Professor of Kvetch
Philistia Community College
501 Boorish Drive
NY,NY
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