When I was a much younger man, one of my "stunts" was to climb up on a roof. I'm not really sure why. Maybe the view was better. Maybe because my wife (to be) hated when I did it. Maybe because ("why do you climb Mt. Everest?") it was there. At any rate . . .
The urge is still there but I don't do this anymore.
5 comments:
To see the other side...
I've always enjoyed a good view. I can understand your habit.
It is a standard tactic for peeping Toms at night. Of course, you have to be careful not to roll off the roof in the middle of the night. Some things are hard to explain.
Where the heck are you? A campground?
Sometimes there's just no explainin'!
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