Some days are real teeth-kickers. This one is. And because it is, it's absolutely imperative to post this picture of a child who looks teeth-kickers in the face and gives them the metaphorical finger. We should all have this much pizazz at our disposal.
I know I long for it. Perhaps if I dance around on the side of a street, I too shall feel that?
Or perhaps the force? Who doesn't feel in tune with all things holding a light sabre?