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It's a little before midnight, but who's counting time zones. I'll start off the dizzying display of drabble delights. Bear with me, please.
I have a little drabble goodness and hopefully a chuckle or two.
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I'm Listening
I have a little drabble goodness and hopefully a chuckle or two.
:~~~~~:
I'm Listening
“Four men are walking down the street…”
“Where are they going?”
“It doesn’t matter. This is a joke, just listen.”
“How can it not matter? If four men are walking together down a city street, there must be some purpose to it.”
“Illya, I’m trying to tell you a joke. Just listen… please.”
“All right. I only wanted to know where they were going.”
“May I continue?”
“Certainly. I am all ears, as the saying goes.”
“Why are you laughing? I haven’t finished the joke yet.”
“All ears. That’s funny. Probably more funny than your joke.”
“I could smack you.”