It's some kind of little storage shed with nothing in it. A couple weeks ago I noticed it was "open," and I screwed up my courage to step up and peer inside. I was fairly sure there was going to be an angry troll in there just waiting for a face to appear in his window so he could spring forward and bite said face off.
There was not a troll, though, and my face thankfully remains intact. It was a close call.
This is Jelly, reporting on mundane events that happen while walking around. Stay tuned next time, when Jelly finds a leaf that kind of looks like Kim Jong Il's head.
No comments:
Post a Comment