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2006-05-06 10:03:32 ET
The other night I noticed someone knocking on my door. 'Who is this?' I thought to myself as I rose from the recliner, not even bothering to lower the leg rest. Opening the door I found myself face to face with a strange african-american woman whom I had never seen before. She looked me straight in the eye like I should have been expecting her. Her mouth opened and she said, "Kevin said you could help me move a king size bed railing down the street in your truck."
Now, why would my good friend Kevin offer my truck to strangers without informing me? |
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