Might as well laugh about it, as long as it’s not the maniacal kind of laughter.
Excuse me, but you’re drooling. (And straighten your cap. You’re working, for crying out loud.)
Locked for so long in a geode, not much wonder he cracked.
Lo and behold, the pencil and pen holder on my desk sprouted eyes. And hair.
And just like that, an exotic bird appeared.
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