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I thought I had been invited to go rollerblading

  • I thought I had been invited to go rollerblading with a friend, but misunderstood. What he really said was, "ROLLERBALDING!" I tried to stop but it was too late. I had the skates
  • as did he. Roller-balding was the worst, but a necessary evil. With our roller skates on, we took off our caps and aimed our balding scalps at each other with resounding screams.
  • We charged at each other until our bald heads collided. The impact felt like being hit with a boulder. We both went flying in either direction.
  • Catlike, I landed on my feet and turned to charge my opponent again. The sun reflecting off his bald head momentarily blinded me, and I staggered forward drunkenly
  • to slap him, but accidentally hugged him and burst into tears instead. The audience threw popcorn, hotdogs and shoes at us but I wouldn't release my grip on my hairless opponent
  • We embraced each other as the audience continued to throw things and boo at us. Finally, one of the audience members threw a tomato at my bald hug-friend and he was splattered with
  • red juices. He looked past me to glare at the crowd. Taking my hand gently, he lead us off the stage. What was lost in the competition couldn't compare to the love gained.
  • We were married in the spring, and left behind the empty shell of our city to join a nude commune in the alps. Here we discovered our mutual passion for
  • Having a garden of vegetables so we need not Have much spending at Walmart no sgirt, no shoes, no setvics- we understood. Henrik bought us fur coats to wear in winter. Perfectly
  • naked under these fur coats, we entered Walmart and chortled smugly. A hunter buying guns in the sports department mistook us for bears and shots rang out. We bearly escaped alive.
Started
2016-12-09 12:05:38
Finished
2017-08-15 09:42:30

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