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Bloody Hell

I don’t want to see you inside this house Unless your foot has fallen off or you are bloody Does a bloody nose count? Hell no. What if a blood eating vampire eats my face off? That could be a good thing because you would be silent. Wow. Mother of the year here. We looked at each other for about two seconds before we thought of it. She opened the door and said “And don’t go into that old shed!” Damn. This ruined things Not so fast, my cousin Hankie said. I know a secret way in. So she won’t see us? I asked. I don’t think she can, he said. Hankie was always full of bloody good ideas. This time was not one of them. We ended up scratching ourselves up as we climbed in the broken window Hankie was screaming bloody murder as she drove him away to get a tetanus shot Because he had landed on a rusty nail. Bloody hell!

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Date: 8/20/2020 4:11:00 PM
YIKES!!! Great ending, Caren!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 8/20/2020 4:21:00 PM
Thank you Andrea. I worked on this one.
Date: 8/19/2020 4:28:00 PM
OUCH!:-)hugs Jan x
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 8/20/2020 3:16:00 PM
If I had a dollar for ever stupid rusty nail I have stepped on...

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