One moment of meaningful exhalation

*takes away your rope ladder*

[Is the water sweet enough for you Sir?]

Um…

…myself.

[Is that him cry­ing?
Is that him cry­ing?
Is that him?]

yarr, land­lub­bers! it be Inter­na­tional Toik Loik A Poir­ate today, me hearties, and there’ll be no walk­ing the plank on this ‘ere well, mr. wit­ness, and young Miss Kasa­hara there, ‘ope yarrr ‘aving a good day in yer wig-factory!

any­booty who don’t be in agree­ment can ‘ave a word in the ear­hole ‘o my shoulder-parrot, Dave. oi’ve gowt yarr eye­patches fer swashin’ yer buckles…

[sorry. very much so.]

…remem­ber to pull the rope to shut the well…that way , no pebbles , but total dark­ness, a com­plete break.( and to take a flask too )

Down in the well. Me too. Have one treas­ured pebble in pocket. For com­fort. And to hold. Like worry beads. Only bet­ter. “My pre­cioussss”.…. (strokes pebble lovingly).

I am gath­er­ing pebbles.

I found a red one!

Well I never.

As long as your well def­in­itely isn’t a long-drop… that wouldn’t be very good.

what about marbles, can we drop marbles?

is this one of those “write your own post” dealies, what with the [insert words here]

well fine, then! two can play at that game:

[insert com­ment here]

I’m not sure that climb­ing into a well is an option. I think that most people fall into wells. Well, I don’t mean that most people do… I mean that, if one is to enter a well, fall­ing is the most com­mon entry tech­nique, I should think.

Now, hav­ing cleared that up, I think you already are mum­bling to your­self (that’s what this post is about, isn’t it??)… so here come the pebbles.

Hallo Mr Wind-Up Bird.

Please do not print my job applic­a­tion cor­res­pond­ence without permission.

helllooooooooooooo

is any­one down there?

I swear i heard something.

No i did, i am sure.

Here lets chuck some rocks, i’ll show you.

Are we allowed to drop pebbles if we hear you singing? Or should we drop sweeties in stead?

While you are down there, could you please look for my fire truck toy? I dropped it in there when I was 5. It mean a lot to me. Thank you.

Miles: Hahaha. Hahaha! HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Toru: If you would just work at the wig place with me instead of insist­ing on this writ­ing malarky… ;)

Unre­li­able: Alright, you can come out now. *throws back your rope ladder*

No, I am going to keep hid­ing here, if it’s all the same to you. Yes, my feet are get­ting a bit soggy in the small level of water that was unfor­tu­nately left at the bot­tom of the well, but it’s not as bad as it could be. After all, there’s just the one foot to get wet.

Thank you all for your com­ments. You are wel­come to join me in my well, though it might be a bit of a tight squeeze.

If I turn on the TV, I do hope you won’t ven­ture back up from your well dwell­ing, crawl your way through my screen and do unthink­able things to my person.

Throw­ing chil­dren down wells is against the Law.

Poor Pebbles.

Unthink­able things to your per­son, NAGA?

Um, I am not that kind of blog­ger, you know.