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"Let me tell you why I had to buy that ostrich."
by PV
Let me tell you why I had to buy that ostrich - that I took this picture from. I have only a few moments to enter this in my journal since the irate Thai police are hot on my trail, as well as the disgruntled bird handler from whom I appropriated this bird. I needed an escape and prayed to the Gods the handler wouldn't see me as a complete cad, after all I did leave him the police rickshaw which had providentially fallen into my nimble hands and strong legs. I only wanted a closer look at the ruby in the Buddha's forehead and my discovery that it was paste would not endear me to any of the faithful no matter my protestations.
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"It may not be worth anything."
by BG
It may not be worth anything but we have got to get out there and find out what the source of this milk spill is. Eventually, if we let it go, the milk could blanket the whole ocean and all the fish and plants and coral reefs, and then what would happen? Will they be affected like when they kept having oil spills down on earth during the time they were pumping it out of the ground to use for fuel to run machines of that time period? Can this be the start of that kind of crisis?
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"Vicky flung the coffee dregs in Jack's face."
by TT
One day Vicky, the hair stylist, flung coffee dregs in her husband Jack's face. He took offense and next time he came he wore a deep sea divers outfit. Here's a picture of Vicky and her husband before the divorce.
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"Describe the yellow bird. What did the yellow bird do? What did he say about it? What did she say about it? Then what happened?
by GS
The flooding was unexpected. The old town had been there 800 years and hadn't been immersed for over 100 years. The large yellow bird had been nesting near the steeple, and became disoriented as the waters rose since its usual feeding grounds disappeared. It flew in larger circles with its magnificent strong wings, looking for a new source of nutrition. Old Man Macintyre thought the bird would move to a new home. His wife pulled out the shotgun and took a wild shot with a load of birdshot, apparently missing the yellow bird which continued its hunt for food. The Macintyres went back to their kitchen to continue their feud, having lost interest in the yellow bird.
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"On Saturday Betty watched as one of her daughter's invisible friends stole her ipod."
by CC
On Saturday Betty watched as one of her daughter's invisible friends stole her ipod. She leaned her head against the refrigerator and listened to it hum while the scene replayed itself in her mind: A little girl with a red topknot, almost transparent, walking by with a sneer as she brandished the blue ipod abover her head. She had seen her twice before, plus the chipmunk, too. It wasn't just childhood fantasy. But then, she thought, leaving the refrigerator to walk to the kitchen window, there might be something wrong with her. The awful headaches she had been experiencing since moving to this blasted place, perhaps that was part of the problem. And no wonder she was feeling them. The giant boulders hove into view on either side of the window, pressing in relentlessly, af it trying to squash the house to smithereens. They had tried to make it sound desireable, a cottage on the rocky heath, a romantic kind of place. She would never rent a house sight unseen again.
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