The life of Jake, an eight-year-old Jack Russell Terrier. In memory of Puck.
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Puck pedals to town
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Anonymous
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I don't want to be picayune, but it seems to me that Puck is not exactly pedaling, though he may indeed be going to town. The way you can tell he's not pedaling is that smugness in his smile, the kind a stoker wears when s/he clips out and lets the manic captain crank away. I honestly don't think Puck is doing a thing back there. What dismays me, though, is that his captain is smiling. Why? Why?
1 comment:
I don't want to be picayune, but it seems to me that Puck is not exactly pedaling, though he may indeed be going to town. The way you can tell he's not pedaling is that smugness in his smile, the kind a stoker wears when s/he clips out and lets the manic captain crank away. I honestly don't think Puck is doing a thing back there. What dismays me, though, is that his captain is smiling. Why? Why?
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