Umbrellacide II
It's the end of a long rainy day. You are tired. A gust of wind rips your umbrella from your hands and carries it down the street. You just want to go home. You've already let go once. You let go again. You sigh and turn away.
Friday, March 21, 2008
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Very interesting post Billy. I don't doubt the umbrella was replaced at that convenient store there. :)
You put very intereting blogs together, on the most unlikeliest subjects, good stuff. :)
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