I have penned a little fool inspired story in honour of April the 1st. Here’s hoping you haven’t been subject to too many mischievous escapades this morning… 260 more words
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Ralph’s hotdog was a less-hotdog-than-normal hotdog.
It was thin, light grey in colour, and smelled like something between black pepper and goose feces. Why it was so, Ralph didn’t know; the arena vendor he bought it from looked too busy to answer his question, despite asking three times. 145 more words