A young man was strolling down a street in south London. As he passed a large building with a fence around it, he heard a group of people chanting “Thirteen, thirteen, thirteen” over and over again.
Curious, he tried to see over the fence, but couldn’t. Then he spotted a knot in the wood, and put his eye to the hole.
He just managed to spy some old people sitting in deckchairs chanting, before a finger came out of nowhere and poked him in the eye. As he staggered back, the old people started chanting, “Fourteen, fourteen, fourteen …”
*I liked it*........
Wollf
Monday, June 9, 2008
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4 comments:
CUTE!
*different*, but ya got a smile outa me anywayz...
Yep...cute! Shows another side of the wollf..........
The one-eyed Wollf?
Ha, ha!
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