Sometimes the Truth Never Gets Told

Yesterday, I went to wash my hands at the local coffeehouse. Since there was only one bathroom, I hopped from foot to foot until the door finally swung open and the previous user exited. In retrospect, I probably should have taken the fact that the guy, Rusty, left the bathroom noshing on a hot dog as a bad omen. Read more>>
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