I saw an earthworm on the sidewalk. Normally, earthworms don't get my attention, but this one made we wary. Sure enough, as I got closer, it reared up and addressed me.
"You thought you were rid of me, but I've come back!" it shrilled triumphantly.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"Damn you, Fordensen, you know who I am! You did this to me! You!"
"I don't know what you're talking about," I said. "And I'm not Fordensen."
The earthworm paused, then wilted.
"Shit," it groused, resuming its wriggling trek.
I sighed with relief, for you see: I am Fordensen.
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Saturday, August 26, 2006
100 Below: Volume 25
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