A Tales from an Ex-Brat Story Another blast from the past. Names have been changed to protect the guilty, and the embarrassed. This tale warns of the perils of overindulging in the good things of life, which may lead to under indulgence in other pleasurable activities. Moreover, although you should not look a gift horse in the mouth one should always be wary of leaping before looking.
Where's Waldo? It was a popular kids game back in the eighties, but now I'm playing it for real, against a very determined opponent, with my marriage and my happiness hanging in the balance.
A children's story, part of a collection called "Back Yard Yarns". Robbie is a fledging and his body is changing. He is already bigger than his nest mates, and his boring brown breast was dull compared to the bright yellow of his Blue Tit siblings, but now, his breast was embarrassingly turning bright red. He tried his best to disguise his breast by dusting it with daisy pollen, but that on,y made him sneeze....
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No one knew why or how he came to America. There were rumors that he’d been in the KGB, that he’d escaped from a Russian jail, that he was in a circus, that he was once a journeyman cage fighter, and that as a child Ivan wrestled bear cubs, like Khabib Nurmagomedov. (Although Kentucky Karl said how everyone in Russia “fucking wrestles bears and shit.”)