Jiggity Jig

Come to find, I realized the other day that one's grounds of stompage aren't so much further than just under the hardwood. That is if you're looking down. And through one eye. It makes the field of view smaller and kills your depth perception so you can't tell the difference from the real deal. Which is nice. The real deal is so hard to come by these days. Times are hard. We're recessive. So forget those rubies and put on a nice pair of clogs. They'll get both jobs done faster. Of an un-natural sort. And yet can bet your lunch money on that.
Twice.