Monday, February 24, 2020

Well then, then well

A sad unencumbered wrestler that quacked like a misshapen duck was disturbing to the twin nine year old girls who were trying to fall asleep in the second floor apartment adjacent to the duck; er, um, the wrestler.

The neighbour decided that all else could be forgotten and then had a really hard time tying her shoes.

Just imagine have literally millions of locusts descend upon you and your farmland, eating everything in sight. Okay, now imagine something else.

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