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The Woman Who Wasn't There
Okay, I either:
A) Need a serious vacation full of wonderful, fun-loving drugs or,
B) Need to seriously lay off the drugs I'm not taking.
At lunch, while standing in my normal spot having an after tuna-fish sandwich cigarette, a woman, walking a half-datschund half-beagle mix dog walked up next to me. The dog stopped, sat back, and raised its upper body into the air. It proceeded to beg for a treat from someone who wasn't there.
The owner of the dog looked down, looked at me and said, "Well isn't that strange?"
Twitch.
Twitch-twitch.
Joseph Haines, signing off from The Edge of The Temporally Displaced Abyss.
A) Need a serious vacation full of wonderful, fun-loving drugs or,
B) Need to seriously lay off the drugs I'm not taking.
At lunch, while standing in my normal spot having an after tuna-fish sandwich cigarette, a woman, walking a half-datschund half-beagle mix dog walked up next to me. The dog stopped, sat back, and raised its upper body into the air. It proceeded to beg for a treat from someone who wasn't there.
The owner of the dog looked down, looked at me and said, "Well isn't that strange?"
Twitch.
Twitch-twitch.
Joseph Haines, signing off from The Edge of The Temporally Displaced Abyss.
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