We came around the corner, and there it was. Walking fast, she didn’t notice, but I did. Don’t be fooled by the dried plants in the wagon, either. You don’t know what that thing is going to do.
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Sunday TidwellFebruary 25, 2013, 8:45 PM
Oh, how I wish I were at the John Dunn Shops. I’d be headed for the kitchen shop & the shoe store. I’d never notice that dangerous duck until it was too late. I bet there were clowns lurking ’round the bend, as well.
JHFFebruary 25, 2013, 8:46 PM
Yes, the same kind of menace! Plus it looks so predatory.
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Oh, how I wish I were at the John Dunn Shops. I’d be headed for the kitchen shop & the shoe store. I’d never notice that dangerous duck until it was too late. I bet there were clowns lurking ’round the bend, as well.
Yes, the same kind of menace! Plus it looks so predatory.