The mere sight made her expression contort into a puckering lemon face, as if she had seen vampires dancing down the street during her morning commute.
"Unacceptable!" she shrieked.
But this grinch of lemonade stands left undaunted the sunny days of the children outside.
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J. D. Blood's Compendium of Small Absurdities
RandomI write lots of things. Some are big, some are small. These are the small things. Whether they're excerpts from poems, one-liners from future novels, or self-contained stories small enough to constitute a tweet, I'll put them here. This will be an o...
