Guilt Puppy
First Post
Sturm watches discontentedly. He mutters to himself:
"O great now, to think 'ere I was 'spectin' only a pick-up job, 'n wonder of wonders, now's turned into a vexin' berry-pickin' job. 'f all the hopes 'n dreams I had settin' out from home to the grea' big world, I ne'er imagined to be doin' such honorous an' gloriable duties as pickin' berries... If only my da could see me now, 'is chest would swell up like a big ol' barrel an' the eyes gettin' so watery. 'Oi, I's expectin' right great things from you, but ne'er in my years could I've dreamed o' havin' the privilege to see one o' my sons become a berry-picker!' Gruh..."
"O great now, to think 'ere I was 'spectin' only a pick-up job, 'n wonder of wonders, now's turned into a vexin' berry-pickin' job. 'f all the hopes 'n dreams I had settin' out from home to the grea' big world, I ne'er imagined to be doin' such honorous an' gloriable duties as pickin' berries... If only my da could see me now, 'is chest would swell up like a big ol' barrel an' the eyes gettin' so watery. 'Oi, I's expectin' right great things from you, but ne'er in my years could I've dreamed o' havin' the privilege to see one o' my sons become a berry-picker!' Gruh..."