Where's the Fire?
October 12, 2015
I was walking outside to take out my trash and my neighbor scurried down, butt naked, and stood on the steps in front of my door. He had his hand over himself and looked like he has just escaped a fire.
Their was soot all over his body and he looked like he had been roasting. His hair was frizzled and dry and he looked like he shrunk a few inches.
I said, "Ummmmmm????"
Before I could say, "Where's the fire? What the hell? Are you ok?" He said,
"Just need to get my mail."
He penguin walked quickly down the stairs, got his mail, and bolted back up stairs.
I turned around and locked my doors before going to drop off my trash.
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"Even in the nights I have unpleasant dreams, I am thankful. I get to feel, taste, smell, see, and hear. I have super strength and endurance. It's when my mind is void of these phenomena, when I wake up and remember nothing but a black abyss...those I consider nightmares."