When she spotted me she came running with

When she spotted me she came running with her arms held wide and a huge smile on her face, I was so proud and my heart swelled. My granddaughter!.... What a wonderful feeling! G-Pa
of a 4.0 and never failing. She was the smartest person I've ever known. I loved her very much, she told me everything from her crushes to her sad moments, but I knew she wasn't
a legitimate lover. She couldn't pass my test. However, she did get our little gang out of several strange situations, being the smartest girl in our Potions class. I waved my wand
shop coupon to get my Harry Potter-style magic thingy from the league of wizards. A man from Coachella with a rainbow clown wig peered at my
cheap casio watch. "Can I help you?" I asked him trying to divert my stare from his multicolored wig. His gaze drifted upward until it landed aquarely on my
nose. "I am looking for something in a size 52 and inflatable." he said with an air of hautiness. I was serving a "boutique" clown. "Do you have French Seltzer, vintage 1967?"
He opened his Gucci clownbag & removed a liquid silicone rubber bicycle horn. "The tone of my horn is not flat enough. I expect a full refund." The humorless job at the Clown Salon
was managed by the Ringling Bros. Mafia. He would often have to take a hit out on a clown that wasn't "pretty enough". And sure, that was humorous... at first. But after a while,
the joke wore thin and the dead clown bodies just kept piling up. Clown's aren't known for being very attractive. So he confronted the Ringling Bros. Mafia with the loss of income
and they remained pretty adamant about the idea that customers should have to pay for admission. You win this round, circus, he thought.

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