On Being Choked
I was sitting at my desk at work and couldn't figure out why it felt like a person with a very weak grip was trying to strangle me. Then, I realized I was wearing a scarf.
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Random, short and sweet.
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For some reason, this completely cracks me up. It's like a shaggy dog joke, only short.