Copper rummaged around a table. She knew she had at least one half-full battery remaining. Though, most of them were empty.
She’d drained and used the deionized water from all of the cells. The empty batteries she’d leave on her brick-a-brak table, outside of her front door. Giving them away to passing strangers.
Free of charge, of course.
Thanks to Warren for the $10 Patronage.
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Little Fears 
Haha 😀
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😛 😛 😛
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At last, funny without red weal and bruise on forehead
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Hah. I like to think all visitors to here have sore throats from all the groaning.
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Haha. “Free of charge.”
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Kentish. 😛
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groan
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Beams 😛
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Such a negative post today!
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Hah, I’ll try and give a positive tomorrow.
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That should revitalise the little grey cells!
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Positive response to this one
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Better than a negative! 😛
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👍
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This series has been electrifying! 😀
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Hah! Kertish!
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How draining 😛
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Arrrr! Hah.
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Jump start your day with groaning! 😀
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Hah! 😛
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I think you lead us on with this one…
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Ooooo! haha!
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You should be careful with this humor. It could lead to you being charged with battery.
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hah! Badumtish!
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[groaning intensifies again]
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Ahh, music to my ears!
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I love this!!
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Thanks, Tam. 🙂
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You’re welcome ^_^
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