The man picked up his pickaxe, then brought

The man picked up his pickaxe, then brought it down, hard, into the block of stone containing pieces of coal. Again, and again, he swung, hoping that each swing would be the one.
His body was soon coated with soot, sweat not even able to form on his grimy skin. But his efforts were not in vain... "Is that it...? Yes, yes!" he shouted, retrieving the object.
"A shoe! It is a sign from the messiah!" he exclaimed loudly, pointing at the dainty object just fallen from the sky. "What does it mean?" cried the mob, when all of a sudden
Another shoes fall from the sky, then another one then another one until the sky is dark with falling shoes.
He grabbed a shoelace and began tying them together, although it felt as if the more he tied, the more shoes that fell ...
until eventually he was trapped in what seemed like the result of a flood hitting half a dozen T.J. Max's. Trapped in this foul smelling shoe-nami, he decided his only option was
to play hide-and-seek (who doesn't want to play hide-and-seek in a department store?). He hid under a pile of pleather uggs, thinking no one would ever find him there. But then,
a group of teenage girls quickly picked the pile clean, leaving him yearning for velvety softness that is an Ugg. He jumped up quickly, looking for a better, safe hiding spot.
He decided that the best place to hide was behind the cashier with the enormously wide
grin and steely glint in her eye. Hunkering down behind her he whispered "Say, I know this may not be the best time - ". "Save it." she said "I've been waiting for this forever!".

Started: 2011-04-21 05:54:09
Finished: 2011-04-24 12:55:42

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