There are More
Once, I snuck into a friends room with about a hundred shards of paper, each with the inscription, "There are more." I hid them all over the room. Each time he found one of the shards he would read, "There are more." They turned up from time to time for years.
3 comments:
You sound like a stalker!
It was all harmless fun, and we still laugh about it!
There still are.
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