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I Smell Like Daffodils

A Conversation “I suppose you’re happy now.” “You do smell better.” “And the flea circus washed away, gone down the drain, to never be seen again.” “A bit dramatic.” “I spent days training them to flip mid-air. Charlie could land on his nose.” “Never saw his performance. The stench overpowered me.” “Now I smell like daffodils.” “With a tinge of honey.” “I don’t like it.” [bctt tweet=”Now I smell like daffodils.”] “You know…” “What?” “No,…

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Save a Tree, You Know

A Conversation “WouldyouliketobuyamagazinesubscriptionsoIcangoto football camp? “Slow down. What are you doing?” “Selling magazines to go to camp.” “What camp?” “Football camp. I can go to football camp and get this cool radio if I sell enough subscriptions.” “I played football as a kid. We would just play in the mud.” “I don’t like mud.” [bctt tweet=”I don’t like mud.”] “Mud makes football. You have to become one with the field.” “We have a lot of…

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Plan for World Domination

A Conversation “That’s interesting.” “What is?” “This video on stem cells.” “How so?” “It says we can convert fat cells into stem cells and rebuild our bodies.” “Figures.” “You sound like you already knew this.” “No. But it all makes sense now.” [bctt tweet=”The plan for world domination. It all started in the 50s with Americans eating too much.”] “How so?” “The plan for world domination. It all started in the 50s with Americans eating…

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Take a Bath, Already!

A Conversation “I trained all of them. Just put your nose under the big top so you can see.” “There’s no big top. Just a bunch of dirty hair.” “Humor me; if you dig in there you can see the center of the tent. That’s where they perform.” “I can’t get past the smell. You need a bath.” “Forget about me. Focus on the stage.” “I see them. They’re all just sort of sitting there.”…

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The Document is Incomplete

A Conversation “Do you have page 30 of the A-239 form?” “It should be right there.” “I don’t see it.” “Well, it was there when I brought it in.” “Without page 30 I cannot accept this.” “Look again.” “Listen sir, without the page the document is incomplete.” “You didn’t look.” “It’s missing sir.” “I don’t think so. Look again.” “It would do no good to look again. The paper is clearly missing.” “Give them to…

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I Don’t Think That is What You Meant to Say

A Conversation “I mean, it literally caused me to boil over in hives.” “Your whole body?” “Yes, literally.” “Do you have pictures?” “As a matter of fact, I do.” “Wow. I thought you meant figuratively. That’s a bad case of hives.” “I know. I literally scratched myself to death.” Thanks for reading. Leave me a comment? Other Writings That’s a Wrap Magic Reflection of Light Knight Approaches Softly

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Coconut Macaroons

A Conversation “Have you ever noticed the more you chew the bigger the bite expands in your mouth?” “What do you mean?” “I’ve been chewing this cookie forever and it just seems to get bigger.” “Take smaller bites.” “I tried that already.” “Stop eating the cookie.” “But it is so good.” “No, seriously. Stop!” “Wha do ya mean?” “I think you’re allergic.” “I ben eatin cocont my wole li.” “Call 9-1-1. This coconut macaroon is…

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You’re a Yellow-Bellied Marmot

A Conversation “You’re yella’.” “I’m not yellow. I just don’t want to fight you.” “Yella’, yella’, yella’” “I’m just going to ignore you.” “Like you could, you yellow-bellied marmot.” “I saw one of those once.” “What?” “A yellow-bellied marmot. Just standing there on a rock.” “Probably looked a lot like you.” “Not really.” “All pudgy-faced and full of fear.” “Actually, it yawned.” “You probably bored it with your pudgy face.” “I think it had better…

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Scouting for the Cook

The lieutenant’s horse swung in close to the Scout. He pulled up and stopped. Dust blew behind him. The Scout chewed on a blade of grass. “Report Scout. What are we chasing?” Scout twisted the grass in his mouth moving it from one side to the other. He paused and pointed. “See that butte?” The lieutenant covered his eyes from the sun. “Yes. Is that the hideout?” “No.” A silence hung between the men. Scout…

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