There are not nearly enough porcupines on this blog.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
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2 comments:
A scout burst into the room, through the door. "Porcupines!" he shouted.
"Porcupines what?" the Dean asked.
"Thousands and thousands of them. Three miles down the road and coming fast!"
"Maybe they won't enroll," the Dean said. "Maybe they're just passing through."
Quills don't fly, I thought grabbing a large coffee table book to shield myself from flying quills.
What if the coffee table book was wrong?
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