Tuesday, March 11, 2014

 127 - 5 day short stories
I looked up, and buckets of water, literally, came down from his hands. I barely had time to catch them. Idel me one of drunks. He was asleep. Sleep caught him by surprise at the chewing stage of cucumber on his half. Chewing stopped. Cucumber, or rather his half still stuck outside. Alcoholic sitting with his eyes open. He was asleep. Half cucumber stuck out out of his mouth ......
short stories continued tomorrow ....

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