Discovered another universal truth:
Dusk is a scary time to see a single latex glove on the path by a creek.
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(formerly titled: Mordechai and the Monocle)
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1 comment:
This is why you get rides home.
Unless it was Burke's impromptu surgery.
Then we'll talk.
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