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Tuesday, October 09, 2012

Hay Pillow

Sometimes I tag along to get Churro's stuff which consist of his food and hay. I swear he eats the hay more than the food. Although hay is light, it's cumbersome to drag around while doing your shopping, much like carting the toilet paper pack around. I always volunteer to wait outside with it while the family do the remaining grocery shopping.

 
 One day. while I was waiting outside, playing with my IPhone apps, I begun to notice a group of people pointing and laughing at me. Perplexed, I stare back at them in a friendly manner. Then they start whispering among themselves and nominate someone to come over and talk to me. That person asked, 'Is this your pillow?'
 
I know I am not young, but do I really looked like I was born in 1920?
 

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