MY UNCLE
HAD MUSCLE
And knew how to use it. He tied
fish to the runners, and slid down
the hill, while that sled slid like
nothing before. The fish didn't mind;
they were still gasping for air; well, not
air, you know what I mean. I guess
fish gasp not for air but for water.
Whatever they do, that's what they
were doing, until their eyes popped
out. Now that's a sight. No, that also
doesn't work - I trust you get what
I mean anyway.
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