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Author: * Eutere Agis -
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Date: Mar 8, 2006 - 04:53
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awakened by snoring and that infernal bell, still pealing, i stealthily took up an oar. clutching it tightly in my tiny white-knuckled fist, i raised the oar high, then commenced upon smashing the bell into tiny shards of metallic smithereens.
Alex remained deeply asleep, a smitten smile etched upon his stubbly face, little ding-y bobbing up and down - up and down.
with that, i hurled myself (rather dramatically, yet gracefully) into the Aegean Sea and breast-stroked for Crete. |
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