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Speed Demon--Wee Challenge 22
I scrubbed the floors on my knees, then stood on a chair to clean every slat of the wooden blinds. All books were dislodged and re-alphabetized; the shelves they sat upon gleamed.
I cracked my fourth sugar-free Red Bull and started wiping down the containers in the fridge.
"Easy, Elvis. Do I need to take you to rehab?" he asked.
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Comment by: DavidHe Online- 2008-07-07 21:07
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| Very good work, Nora. I hope you can comment on my works. I am ready to learn from you. Looking forward to hearing from you. Best wishes. |
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| I like... although I'm not sure about sugar free red bull.... the regular one is the way forward!!! |
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Comment by: Dante - 2008-01-13 17:30
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You have to watch out for that Red Bull. I think I almost had a heart attack after drinking three of them, consecutively. It's a long story.
You've created a nice little scene here. I like how your perspective suddenly shifts to the man's statement. Thanks for the good read, Dante. |
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Comment by: DKav - 2008-01-12 14:52
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| Red Bull is the new drug. Well, as long as the spring cleaning doesn't happen every day, I would say that this Elvis is all right for now. The person watching him should keep a suspicious mind... |
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Did you see Red Bull were running a comp for a short story they could use in their adverts? I'm not too sure this was the kind of thing they were looking for, though...
Nora, if Red Bull can make you clean your home, I'd better buy it. In bulk. |
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