Sunday Paper

One morning I was looking out my window and saw the newspaper truck delivering the thick sunday papers. It was early so i sneaked out to touch the piles of paper.s. Got so excited undid one of the piles and opened up the papers and started rubbing in them in the photso in the sports section. Suddenly the paper truck was back. He had forgotten some papers. He got out I was excited and fearful. Couldn't run away. He looked puzzled and then smiled. Threw some papers on me and drove away.
presse presse
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May 23, 2012