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I'd been hitchiking for days, but I couldn't

  • I'd been hitchiking for days, but I couldn't stop 'til I got there. My thumb was cramped, but I kept it extended until finally a truck stopped. "Won't you take me to Funkytown?"

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  • "Funkytown? I am heading to Nutbush city limits is that along the way?" asked the truck driver. His name was Disco Stu and he had an amazing Afro hairstyle and flared jeans

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  • with insey-winsey super-reflective sequins sewn around the bottom. He said "yeah, hop in the back and we can bust some beats along the way." So Stu drove his truck to Funkytown,

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  • after Stu had talked about it, talked about it, talked about moving. Stud wouldn't shut up about funky town. But now he we are and it wasn't what I thought it would be. Funky Town

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  • was so noisy. It was full of girls wanting to have fun. But there's a dark side to Funky Town. I met one of the girls wandering shoeless. "Last night a DJ saved my life," she stutt

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  • as she wobbled down the street in her sky high heels. she was so drunk she didnt know who she was or what she was doing. she was lost. she could only think about the DJ and how he

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  • had looked at her when she was dancing. He had looked her up and down, to be sure. But more than that, it seemed like he had been looking through her, trying to figure out what she

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  • hid behind her enigmatic smile. "All beautiful women had secrets" was something he'd grown up to believe and he was sure that this girl, dancing with carefree abandon, had

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  • many secrets he had to find out about. It was a challenge he had to take.

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  • After heroic effort he entered cheatcodes & read "Foldingstory is for recreational use only. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead is intentional. Some assembly required"

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1 Comments

  1. SlimWhitman Jan 26 2015 @ 16:33

    Neat. Worked better than I thought.

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