The fear of Tough Guy™ which joins up the magic circle of Tough Guy™ Family of Friends.
There lies the answer to all problems.
I want you to join with me in mutual friendship and look after those who need friendship support.
The Heroes Sanctuary charity no 110244 is where we are preparing hundreds of jobs to provide therapeutic meditation to the guys who have left their minds and their limbs in the war zones.
If anyone has any doubt that God exists, that prayer can produce, then take a look at Tough Guy™.
On Sunday 31st January the ice came back with 5cm to the lakes.
The snow came fluttering to greet the dawn.
5000 Tough Guy™ Stallies assembled.
At 11 o’clock the sun shone brightly.
5000 bodies warmed by the sun melted the lakes in 4 hours of human misery endurement of endurance on the safest most dangerous Tough Guy™ survival course in the world.
5000 shivering teeth chattering heroes returned to their homes across the world not only alive but having come so close to death they met God, his angels and Heaven.
God spoke and said what the fuck, we just ain’t ready for this onslaught. If we take bunches like this we lose souls and your spirits wander aimlessly instead of seeing to your loved ones.
So it is nice to meet you, just take a small cup of eternal life juice, pinch as milk of the sands of human kindness then get off back to thank Mr Mouse.
Every damn year he’s asking for that window of good weather on Tough Guy™ day.
“I’m tinkin’” says St Patrick, listening in. “Could we not bless Tough Guy™ as a Holy Day?”
“Well” says Old Jesus and Mohammed playing Star Scrabble with Zen Buddha, Confucius with Hindu and Sikh sitting in.
It’s all according to how well they think that they should feed their dogs and ensure they feed the best poison possible to the rats.
Let the snows and the ice return so that the world has an idea that Tough Guy™ is a small miracle worth supporting.
Written with inspiration from meeting so many wonderful people today.
Mr Mouse
(Oscar Isambard Socrates to close friends).
‘I am full of secrets, I ain’t yet discovered’.
