I told you that I reblogged a really good story in which I almost died.
And so far I have gotten more comments on the post where I told you to read the old post than I have gotten on the old post itself.
I don’t mean to sound bossy, but if I can almost die just so you can read a good story, it sort of seems to me that you could go to the trouble of reading the story.
In order to read the story, you have to skip the post below this one in which I first told you to read the post, then go down to the reblogged post called; ‘What a way to go…’
Then you have to click on the title of that post, or maybe the ‘read more’ link at the bottom, and then click on one of those. That will take you back to the original post.
I wouldn’t risk making you angry if I didn’t think it was the best near-death experience story ever.
And I ought to know, I lived through it… barely.
Pouring My Art Out 
I’m having a near-death experience just trying to follow those directions. Couldn’t you have at least posted it as a link?
I think you just click on the ‘read more thing at the bottom. It is like a puzzle… or a game.
I think I finished a level.
Ha!
Yeah, what Trent said, hope he sends the damn beavers.
Be HAPPY damn it!
NO! I am holding this blog hostage until everybody reads my dang story… waaaahhhhh…
Well that’s just disconcerting. And stop complaining, cause otherwise I’m gonna send the beavers over. Just for perspective, I got 1 view today. One. Yesterday… 1 view. It’s a flippin party I tell ya.
I feel like a heel.
It’s all good, my man.
No… my path is clear… I must disembowel myself. Unless I spelled that wrong, then who knows what I will end up doing.
Best near-death story I ever read — glad you lived to share it!
That is the part you have to be careful with…thanks.