tired brain May 6, 2008 · by arcticpenguin · in daily doilies. · -Come along. -I can’t. My brain is tired. -You mean your legs are tired. -No, my brain is tired. It doesn’t want to tell my legs to move. The man stood in the middle of the sidewalk speechless as the three-year old boy continued to examine the sky. Advertisements Share this:RedditGoogleTumblrTwitterPrintEmailFacebookPinterestLinkedInLike this:Like Loading... Related
