There’s one in every family, I suppose – driving naked, except for knee-high tube socks, crooked umbrella on a cloudless day.  They shouldn’t be walking around out there making people upset with their bluster and gestures festering under society’s skin.  Lock those crying jokers away, I say. Hey, do you have my meds?

52Words52Weeks

52 word stories over the course of 52 weeks

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