Several mornings after the purchase of Dylan's "sweet new kicks", I would hear him come back in after he left for work. "It's too rainy out there, I don't want my shoes to get muddy" he would say. And I laughed and laughed. Then, just standing at a park at Alki beach, a bird flew over head and planted this little present right smack on the prize possessions that Dylan displayed on their original box for weeks and weeks. And I laughed and laughed....
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I'll get that silly bird...
Excellent....Just as I planned. Now fly back to me, my winged-friend.
Ah. So the anonymous COWARD sent him. I will deal with you momentarily. I have to finish counting all my gold...
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