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Submitted:Oct 5, 2007    Reads: 86    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

When I was eight, I went trick or treating as Mickey Mouse.

When a man refused to give me some candy, I egged his house.

My friends started cheering because they were proud of me.

But I didn't know that the man has a son who's seven feet three.

He ripped off my costume and I forgot to wear anything underneath.

I had to cover my genitalia and my butt with a rock and a leaf.

I have something very important to say to you.

Don't egg anybody's house because they might have a son who's over seven feet tall too.


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