An Icy Challenge

Cold times, friends, pilgrims.

Bleak times are ahead. I have been challenged by the world renowned Lydia Potter to pour a bucket of icy water on my head. She’s my little sister. I got it to do.

I remember when she went down an did the same thing a few days back. It was a regular Right of Passage for her for her graduation.

My Sister, Lydia

Now there’s no telling about the ways of women folk, but she went and poured the coldest kind of water on her blessed little noggin and she wants me to do it as well.

Let me tell you somethin. I have looked death in the eye and done some pretty rowdy livin in my life, but I never dumped a bucket of ice water on my head. It’s barbaric and likely to kill a man as sure as he sits there lettin it happen.

Now… I hemmed and I hawd… I made me an honest effort to find a way out, but …. She double dog dared me. Let me tell you, when a little sister double dog dares, there is no back up or back down to be had. You have it to do.

So, I am goin to do it. This may be my last blog post if I don’t make it.

Author: The Storyteller

Don't count the lions. It will make you afraid and slow you down.

71 thoughts on “An Icy Challenge”

  1. Well, son, I’m proud of you for mannin’ up to this challenge. I mean, a double-dog dare is a double-dog dare. If the worst happens, don’t worry about your blog. I’ll go ahead and kill off all of your characters in some novel fashion. Maybe there will be a plague or pestilence across the land and even though they all stay in, they still all catch it and somehow die. I guess that means you better survive.

  2. Ahh, you’ll be fine you big baby! It’s just ice water and a bucket. Hahaha *Big Smiles* I needed that laugh. I want to see pictures and possibly video posted when you do it. ~Chicky~

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