Saturday, August 26, 2006

100 Below: Volume 25

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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