Thursday, 4 June 2015

The Swtich

A balding man strolled along the road. He had just finished his lunch and was licking his lips. ‘’ Oh bother he thought to himself.’’I’ve spilt food
on my brand,, new tie.’

Suddenly a box came out of nowhere and whacked his head
he got so mad he

He  glanced around and he saw a tower of boxes. They were balanced precariously.

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