Chocolate Bar: Redux
Again I find myself in the parking lot. I feel a southern growth of choc-a-lot. An alarm goes off on …
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Chocolate Bar
While I’m waiting by the car. I’m scoffing down a chocolate bar. Above me flies a sneaky bird. On me …
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Green, Amber, Red, BROWN!
Last night I ate something quite average. Now I feel an inner rumbling so savage. Going in, the taste was …
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Plastic Bag
Here’s another tale and yes it’s true. And as usual, it’s all about poo. I have a brother, several years …
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