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The smelly old blob lay down to die. He was all alone. He had found himself curled up, in a pile of old clothing. The clothing was piled up in the long hall way that lead to Uncle Sammy’s room. It had been there for months, it was bags and bags of dirty unwashed clothing […]


Posted at: November 28th, 2011 - 2:50 am - Number of Comments » 1

The smelly old blob lay down to die. He was all alone. He had found himself curled up, in a pile of old clothing. The clothing was piled up in the long hall way that lead to Uncle Sammy’s room. It had been there for months, it was starting to smell and rot. The blob […]


Posted at: November 22nd, 2011 - 4:54 am - Number of Comments » 5

The smelly old blob lay down to die. He was all alone. He had found himself curled up, in a pile of old clothing. He was unable to move, let alone yelp in pain. The little girl was the last to say good-bye. Though at 2 1/2, the little girl didn’t know that this was […]


Posted at: November 14th, 2011 - 9:12 pm - Number of Comments » 3

The smelly old blob lay down to die. He was all alone. He had found himself curled up in a pile of old clothing unable to move let alone yelp in pain. The little girl was the last to say good-bye, though at 2 1/2, the little girl didn’t know that this was good-bye. It […]


Posted at: November 6th, 2011 - 4:01 am - Number of Comments » 6