The Regrettable Contest of Noughts and Crosses, chapter 29
He could barely lift his toothbrush, for he felt so very tired. Unspooling his minty waxed dental floss, he quietly expired. Foul play was suspected. The allegations were effusive. An autopsy was performed, but the results were inconclusive.
1 comment:
Just like Elvis...um, if he hadn't survived and faked his death:D
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