Tuesday, March 8, 2011

The fatal encounter of

Voting #: 4070

Walking in the dark, I heard a raging growl- a warning cry, my future demise. My lemur instincts took over, and as it cane closer, the more I shrieked in terror. But then it stopped. I thought, “Where did it go?” and my friend chortled, “You fool, it’s your stomach!”

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