Yesterday, we spotted a good sized rat on the tennis court during drills. Carrie did her best to scare the varmint away by hitting balls at it. She succeeded and we continued.
Don’t ask me why, but it reminded a very young man about an incident that happened twenty years ago.
Some friends were having dinner and drinks at a basement restaurant in Chicago. One of the ladies ordered a large basket of French fries.
As she was reaching for the first bite, a cockroach emerged from the top and she instantly lost her appetite.
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