Brass Ep. 68
The duo stepped out of the car. Looking back up the road they could see the bird was walking towards them. They could hear the howl of wind above their heads, yet they felt no wind on their bodies and the sand was unmoved. Copper reached with her hand outstretched. She felt a chill wind on her fingertips.
“Even the weathers decaying,” she sighed. “That blows.”
Do you know what doesn’t blow? An artist’s desperate attempts to market themselves below their stories.
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I never know how you’re going to make me laugh. Thanks, mon ami.
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I’d hope you groan more than you laugh. 😛
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It’s often a twofer – groan followed by a burst of laughter.
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The suspense is killing me!
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Arf, sorry!
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Nice illustration at the top of this post
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Thank you, Charlie.
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Very cleaver, I like the new colors your using. Always a pleasure, thank you for sharing your work.
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Aww, thanks again, mate. 🙂
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