WOLF WESTWOOD
Wednesday, March 4, 2015
Two-Sentence Story
Last night I had an itch that would not let me go to sleep, and I knew what it was; however, as hard as I tried, I could not reach it. So, I stood up all night cursing the person that forgot to take my toe tag off before I was buried.
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