Strip #63
Tuesday, May 30th, 2006The stepping stones in the woods around my house weren’t quite this infamous, but they did give me some problems during my childhood. More than a few times I’d end up walking back home with a wet butt.
Whoever built those things really should have made them wider than 8 inches.


July 31st, 2007 at 4:15 am
The best stepping stones are the ones that actually pose a challenge.
Honestly, if it was meant to be easy, don’t you think they would’ve built a bridge instead?
Actually, I don’t think I would’ve crossed some creeks if they had bridges. I did it for the thrill, I guess.
Then, thrill turns to soggy clothes.