
“Exactly,” said Spider. “So the square route of 169 is 13.”
“Erm, Spider,” interrupted Sprite. “What are you doing?”
“I’m teaching these here pygmies math,” replied Spider, lifting a leaf to reveal hundreds of tiny creatures.
“Why?” asked Sprite.
“Something my mother used to say,” pondered Spider. “Make the little things count.”
Sprite whined.
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Mmhmmm! 😛
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Ha, ha!
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😛 😛 😛
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That figures.
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Count on that one for a major groanie!
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hah! Kertish!
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You can always count on a mother for good advice!
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Arf, yup! 😛
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HaHa 🙂
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😛 😛 😛
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I understand why Sprite whined! Another brilliant Fears story.
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Thanks, Viv. Hey, now you’ve seen some of the Sunday stories submissions, would you be interested in doing one yourself?
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Chuckle chuckle chortle chortle smh 🙂
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😛 😛 😛 😛
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…slap.
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HAH! 😛
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Groaning with Sprite! 😀
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Yeah, even I groaned with that one…
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That’s funny!
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Thanks, Patsy. 🙂
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Ho Ho ho
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Beams 😛
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hehehehe 🙂
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😛 😛 😛
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haha hope you are familiar with blogger Carl d agostino he does your kind of thing,,
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Had to look him up. Very cool!
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cool 🙂
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Egads! ; )
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Beams 😛
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your drawing and characters are so unique I am enthralled.
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Aww, cheers, Kathy. 🙂
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