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Stumped/Friday Fiction

Posted on June 26, 2013 by Michael

  I love India. You do? Yes, all things Indian. Oh? Cricket, I love cricket and curry. Ever been there? Once. Once? Got lost. Lost? Marie’s fault. How so? She was running late. And? The bus. What happened? Missed it. … Continue reading →

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Bozo /friday fiction

Posted on June 14, 2013 by Michael

Bozo My party was going great until the clown arrived. Mum had decided to step away from her normal conservatism and hire a party clown. Bozo was just that. A Bozo. What a waste. He spied our old piano. He … Continue reading →

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