Nothing much interesting has gone on today. I've just been pissed on, I've had little kids tear off my sticks and leaves, and a couple carve their initials in me.
Life is fantastic.
I don't mind if I'm climbed in, but if there is no care for their (or my) safety. They shouldn't climb.
Case point, a small, probably 5-year old kid was climbing and decides to just jump... From my very top...
What was he thinking? He's lucky he didn't get any broken bones or even survived from that height.
I guess I feel like a gaurdian to all the people that lay under me for shade. Too bad I can't really help them though.
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P.S. Next one will be an old NES system.