Bow Ties o’ the Day insist on walking with us this evening. They are certainly welcome to join us, but they must keep up. I refuse to pick up tuckered-out bow ties mid-way through the walk, and have to carry them all the way home. Oh, wait! I carry ’em with me wherever I go. I wouldn’t even feel the difference, eh? Nevermind.
Don’t trip!
I’ve never tripped in my life, klutz!