December 24, 2011 05:01:53 PM
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Margaret
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I saw your faces through blue smoke, while twirling-round, then upside-down! No more shall I quench your desires, you, my needful, dear admirers! Now what to do? I must ask, since pink-slip followed the knot on my head (...and made the boss fear I'd dropped dead!)
Alas! Now jobless, I pen this, my memoir...The Diary of a Narcoleptic Pole Dancer!
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Love your program on NPR, and your site!
Really enjoyed 'Margaret's' entry for the 420 Character Story Challenge. How do I vote for this? It made me laugh.
RS
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