George was a stubborn old mule. You could harness him up, load up the wagon with firewood, jump on to the wagon seat, snap the reins, holler out a good yee haw and then - nothing. That stubborn old mule wouldn't move an inch.
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Does He Only See Me as an Eye?
Had cataract surgery on my right tea. As usual my mind was wandering and wondering which brings me to to topic of this piece. Does my ophthamologist…
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I'm Definitely Losing What was Left of my Mind
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The End
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