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Sunday, 10 June 2012

Day Seven



Why is everything that was on my desk now on the floor?


Really? Poltergeists?

Too much? Erm, okay, .....burglars?

Burglars? It's Sunday lunchtime, the whole neighbourhood is up and
bopping about. I don't think it was burglars.

Oh God, okay, okay, it was me, alright? I did it. It was me.Happy now?

Why? Why would you do that?

Artistic license. It looks better down there. I spent ages getting those pens under the
filing cabinet.I'm so misunderstood. You'll be sorry you stifled my creativity
one day.

I may stifle you one day.

You so don't mean that.

Try me

Fair point.

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