Relief
Last week, I thought we'd run over and killed something. After steeling myself to get out and find the body of somebody's beloved pet, I found we'd squished a bin bag. When has something turned out not as grim as you first thought?
( , Thu 20 Dec 2012, 12:38)
Last week, I thought we'd run over and killed something. After steeling myself to get out and find the body of somebody's beloved pet, I found we'd squished a bin bag. When has something turned out not as grim as you first thought?
( , Thu 20 Dec 2012, 12:38)
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Swaddled Bundle
When I was a kid, there was a woman who lived up the road who would sometimes drive speedily past our house. I always tried to keep an eye on her, because one day she drove past topless. You never knew what you might get from her.
One day she drove past, and a baby-sized bundle toppled out of the car, onto the road, in front of our house. I approached the bundle with dread about what I might find.
It was a bundle of swaddling clothes, tied together.
( , Thu 20 Dec 2012, 22:08, Reply)
When I was a kid, there was a woman who lived up the road who would sometimes drive speedily past our house. I always tried to keep an eye on her, because one day she drove past topless. You never knew what you might get from her.
One day she drove past, and a baby-sized bundle toppled out of the car, onto the road, in front of our house. I approached the bundle with dread about what I might find.
It was a bundle of swaddling clothes, tied together.
( , Thu 20 Dec 2012, 22:08, Reply)
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