Witty & Wise Ties, Trivia & Lies
Bow Ties o’ the Day insist on walking with us this evening. They are certainly welcome to join us, but they must keep up. I refuse to pick up tuckered-out bow ties mid-way through the walk, and have to carry them all the way home. Oh, wait! I carry ’em with me wherever I go. I wouldn’t even feel the difference, eh? Nevermind.
I haven’t told Bow Ties o’ the Day yet, but they’re headed to D.I.. I just don’t bond with solid colors. I care about solid bow ties, but it’s not fair that I don’t wanna wear them. At D.I., they will be adopted into loving homes, I’m positive. Excuse me while I go kiss them all goodbye. It’s for the best that I give them up. And it’ll hurt me more than it’ll hurt them. ☹️