a lot of new little stories. They seem to
be about famous people. Here's one that
arrived less than an hour ago:
ANDREW the BIRDHOUSE
Once in shop class I made
up a brother. Some nosy kid next to me kept asking me questions and my brother
grew more and more. Before I knew it, he had a name and a car and a girlfriend.
He even played electric guitar. I could barely keep up with the story. I was
never so glad when it was my turn to use the band saw.
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