| Blistery day |
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| Written by OG | |
| Monday, 13 August 2007 | |
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The other day the winds were blowing after heavy rains. Bud steeped outside under the fire escape and would go no further. The wet gusts were not that inviting to him. When he come back inside. Bee taunted him, “Awe. Is it too blistery for Buddy Boy?” “Blistery?” I asked. “You mean blustery.” “Oh. Is that it? Oops. No wonder people looked at me oddly today at work. I must have said blistery three or four times.” |
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