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Just continue the story adding a single sentence it should be related to the previous though.
I'll begin: -
One early morning a day before Christmas I woke up to realize I had a whole lot of gift wrapping to do.
She had a dead chicken in one hand and a shotgun in the other.
I suddenly realized that I knew the purpose of this untimely visit...
I called on and my two ferocious dogs were by my side ready to scare off the J. Witnesses when I open the door.
The Jehovah witnesses ran away from the ferocious dogs. I was finally at peace and was ready to place the gifts underneath my Christmas tree and then the bell rang again......Oh no, I thought not again!
But this time it wasn't the front door, my dogs were busy in the front porch and the back door was waiting to be opened. Ding Dong!!
Oh no I thought not that nosy busybody Mrs. Bainbridge again. I reluctantly opened the door and it was Mrs. Hollingsworth. I asked myself what did she want. Mrs. Hollingsworth invited herself in my house............
There was no use in trying to hint around about dinner, for she was not one for listening to anyone about anything, so I decided there was only one choice to end the visit and get on with my dinner. I had to be blunt with her.
I picked her up by her walker which was attached to her hip and kicked her to the curb.
Having finished this task, I decided it is time to pay another visit to the witch.
by Goody55 years ago
What would you do if you opened the door and saw this face on Halloween?Would you hand out candy, call the paramedics, or run for your life?
by lrohner8 years ago
We seem to have exhausted all other religions that we could possibly fight about. So just asking is all...
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