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A few more from "Fuzzy Memories"

One thing I always felt bad about was kicking Grandma in the head with my football shoes on. But what was her head doing right by the football like that? And how did the football get in her bed?

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When I was a kid, the people next door had this yappy little poodle that I used to make fun of all the time. I thought it was stupid-looking and annoying. But let me tell you, I didn't make fun of it after the time it saved my life. How did it save my life? It's a long story. Too long to tell here. But I can tell you it was full of excitement and danger, and afterwards I never made fun of that poodle again.
Well, I suppose I can at least try to tell the story. I'm still not sure I believe it myself, so many strange and fantastic things happened. Briefly what happened, though, is this: I was walking across a vacant lot near my house when I heard a noise. I turned. You know what? This story is just too hard to try to tell here. Just believe it when I say that the poodle came out of nowhere to attack a cobra.
Where did the cobra come from? Okay, I guess I can at least tell that part. No, I'm going to change m mind again. It's just too hard to explain--although if I did explain it, you would be glued to the edge of your seat.
Maybe someday I'll tell the story of the poodle and the cobra. No, I won't. It's a good one though.

(and one more, for the lateness of the posting, sorry, school sucks!)

I knew Mrs. Stewart, our neighbor, was afraid of black cats, so one day I dressed up in a black cat costume and went over andmowed her lawn. Then I left. I think that cured her.

carrot glace

those were funny as always

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witmol

Those are very amusing.