My tetanus shot arm hurts. It's okay when I hold it still, but when I lift my arm, it hurts.
My father would say, "Don't lift your arm."
It's a very droll sense of humor that my father has.
And my arm still hurts.
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Tonight I went to dinner at BoPeep and Candoo's house. They had some of their other friends over, too. We laughed so hard that my cheeks are a bit sore and I had laughing tears in my eyes. That's always marvelous.
It's late, and I want to sleep. But I'll save up some of my tales for you. You'll love them, I promise.
In the meantime, here's a box that they were recycling. It made us all laugh.
Did they have a focus group? Was this a joke that go by the fancy people at the nature valley headquarters? Am I and are my friends simply derelicts who enjoy juvenile humor? Oh my.