“Mate,” said Soil, “I tell ya now, I live for fiction about mud.”
“Nice,” said Sprite. “I live for fiction about alarm clocks.”
“Sounds a bit odd,” remarked Soil.
“It is,” sighed Sprite. “But it’s the only thing that gets me up in the morning.”
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Little Fears 
Mix between a facepalm and a surprised laugh.
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Beams A perfect place to be!
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Has a nice ring to it!
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Kertish! 😀
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what a strange sense of humor…
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Exactly what everyone who reads this site says, haha.
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Fiction about mud? Oh boy! A serious tiger feat.
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Keep ya hands off our clay fiction!
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NIce nice
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Thank you. 🙂
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Please check my posts out and see
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Ah! My daily groan! Love it!
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Happy to provide. 😛
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That rings a bell…
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Hah! (and groan!)
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That almost sounds like my nephew’s kind of sarcasm. Lol.
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Hah, then he sounds excellent!
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Bwahahahahahahaha 🙂
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😛 😛 😛 😛
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Love it, and the comments.
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Cheers, Viv. 🙂
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😆
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😛
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A rousing tale!
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It’s gotten a rise. 😛
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Groan! Laugh! Groan! 😀
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We’ll be looking for fishy fiction too. 😛
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There’s a thyme and plaice for that!
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Great
Well done
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Thank ya. 🙂
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Very clever!! You got some good art and short stories!
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Thanks again, Sliceoflife.
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I live for fiction about comfortable bicycle seats. Because that right there IS a fiction.
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Oh man, tell me about it! Or waterproof motorcycle clothing. The most oxy of oxymorons.
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