I should have been more careful, really.
I was really bored and wanted to write something, so I asked my friend Kelly what I should write.
This happened:
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| Kelly, you fiend. |
Kelly, you evil genius you. I want to write a play about a young concert pianist who’s retired and puts a goldfish in his piano for every one of his friends and family who tries to talk him into going back.
This is all your fault!
-shakes fist-
-sigh-
Oh well, with friends like Kelly, who needs an imagination?
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