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Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Very Short Story 3
After the meal, he routinely threw out the bones to the dogs. They were all that were left of the guest he had had for dinner.
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M
March 12, 2010 at 2:20 PM
Silence of the Lambs...
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angela
March 23, 2010 at 1:17 AM
so morbid!
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wordshade
March 23, 2010 at 1:54 AM
Thank you so much. I am honestly flattered by both comments. ;)
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Silence of the Lambs...
ReplyDeleteso morbid!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much. I am honestly flattered by both comments. ;)
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