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I don't know who's yelling, but please bring me some snacks

by zach-wr

Though I am diametrically opposed to looking into other people's vehicles, I couldn't help but notice that this one in the library parking lot had eleven welcome mats in the back seat and it was a welcome sight indeed but then someone started yelling at the church across the street perhaps the holy spirit had finally arrived in all its glory or maybe it's just tax season and Jesus is coming to collect but I could sell this painting at the library it's a giant cat all neon orange and green or perhaps I'll just head home since the library closes early on Saturdays
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Feb 10, 2018
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