He is sad because nobody will hug him.

November 1, 2010

I, on the other hand, don’t particularly like to be hugged.  I don’t mean by my wife or kids (of course!).  Rather, I dread running into friends who like to hug people they haven’t seen in a while.  Once, I saw a friend like this and they were with someone I had never met.  When we said our goodbyes and gave the uncomfortable, but obligatory hug, the complete stranger who was with them wanted a hug too!

Perhaps I should add a porcupine coat to my Christmas list.


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