Uncle Chloe's Bedtime Stories

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A Short Story About Nails And Choices. You bite at your nails and put the nail bits in the palm of your hand, it was satisfying but now you are ready to be parted from them. You look at the wicker bin that you are thinking about putting them in...the gaps in the bin are clearly bigger than your nail bits are, but you can't be bothered to go to the kitchen bin and you really can't keep putting them in your pockets because you know that's becoming creepy (not to mention risky that they might fall out in public when you pull your Lip Sil/finger of fudge/tamagotchi out of your pocket)..so you put them in the wicker bin. Treat yourself, life's short and it's near enough to Halloween that nail bits falling out of a wicker bin could create just the right atmosphere you'll be looking for in a few weeks. The End

Sweaty spring 

It was a sunny day today so I drew a picture of an icecream dropped on a dog egg x