Monday, January 29, 2007
short story
I saw a man who was a bit thin on top. From his appearance, I smelt a rat. I heard an alarm ringing from a bank. I guessed money had fallen off the back of a lorry and so I rang 999 to describe the scene to the operator. After my report, I heard another alarm. Oh, I had just had forty winks.
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