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We Live In a Birdhouse

My husband and I live in a birdhouse the woman said. I was amused when I met her scrawny necked husband. He was built like an ostrich with a rear that stuck out. And long skinny legs, that reminded me of most birds. I wish he did not wear those striped socks, she said. I thought their birdhouse was more than appropriate now.

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Date: 9/27/2022 10:53:00 AM
I can see why you would think that, Caren. I suppose he was wearing his striped socks?
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 9/27/2022 11:44:00 AM
Yes he was

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