
“I had a lonely time in the hospital,” said Spider. “Ward 122, on the 12th floor.”
“Why so?” asked Fuen.
“Because my sister used to believe she was an express elevator,” sighed Spider.
“So?” asked Fuen.
“She couldn’t stop on my level,” sighed Spider.
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Hahaha
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🙂
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Rolling on the floor laughing. Just so much wit in so little words. Outstanding
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Thank you. 🙂
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ha ha….. that’s awsm
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Thanks. 🙂
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Poor, lonely little Spidey…
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Dosy lil spider family. )
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I’m serious while reading and then… chuckle with delight. 🙂
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Heh, thank you. 🙂
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i guess being an elevator would be a ‘moving experience’ – except at my work ! sloooow your roll…..
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Badomtish! 😀
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Well I guess sister felt Spider was beneath her?
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Arf!
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