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Silent_J
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Once upon a time there was a little red man, who lived in a little red house. One day, he woke up to the little red sun shining through his little red window. He jumped out of his little red bed and, with a big red smile, said, "It's going to be a beautiful little red day!"
He ran down the little red hall to bis little red bathroom. He hopped into the little red shower. As he was showering, he heard a thunk from outside. He hopped out of the little red shower, wrapped a little red towel around his little red waist, ran down the little red hall, opened the little red front door, looked out onto the little red lawn, and saw a little red newspaper stuck in his little red rosebush.
As he bent down to pick up the little red newspaper, the little red towel dropped!
A lady on the opposite side of the road who had been watching the whole thing suddenly jumped up and tried to run across the street. Sadly, she was hit by a semi.
The moral: Never cross the street while the little red man is flashing.
He ran down the little red hall to bis little red bathroom. He hopped into the little red shower. As he was showering, he heard a thunk from outside. He hopped out of the little red shower, wrapped a little red towel around his little red waist, ran down the little red hall, opened the little red front door, looked out onto the little red lawn, and saw a little red newspaper stuck in his little red rosebush.
As he bent down to pick up the little red newspaper, the little red towel dropped!
A lady on the opposite side of the road who had been watching the whole thing suddenly jumped up and tried to run across the street. Sadly, she was hit by a semi.
The moral: Never cross the street while the little red man is flashing.
