Think Before You Speak

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And now the moment a few of you have been waiting for... The Joke Competition Results!

A whole fifty percent of readers wrote in with a joke! Thank you to everyone that participated.

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And the winner is...

A handsome, noble man. 

A man who's had his tonsils removed twice—

Oh, sorry...wrong speech... The real winner is...

@bittersweet-worlds !!! 

For a joke that perfectly encapsulates the story!

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It was difficult to narrow down, but the top three results are as follows:


[#1] "Pee your pants? Well, urine trouble now!" 

~ @bittersweet-worlds


[#2] "Knock knock!

Who's there?

Not Milton's eye!"  

~ @NeverBeenANatural


[#3] [Error 404:Not Found] 


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The council meeting leaves me completely drained and feeling sick.

It's nice to finally be home, but I also feel lonely, adrift down in my basement. Even with the newly installed alarms, it still feels unsafe. My heart still pounds out of control.

I go to bed early, too exhausted to keep my eyes open, but wake up a few hours later in agony. My arm burns, my spine throbs from my hips to my neck, all the way through to my eyes and I can feel the blood pumping painfully in my gums.

I'm not even sure I can get out of bed so I lay there, and sob in pain and self pity for awhile. Then-- when I'm covered in uncomfortably cold, wet mucus and tears-- I text Mum. She comes down within minutes, bearing water, painkillers and comforting words.

I still slap her hand away when she tries to stroke my back though. I'm trying to focus on not hurting here, I don't need you distracting me with affection, woman!

"Hopefully you'll start feeling better in a couple of days. The McKendricks and the Perrys are coming for dinner the day after tomorrow, as a thank you for everything they've done for us. Well, I say the Perry's, Erin's mum, her name is Donna, is a Clark." Mum says knowledgeably. "I really admire them, you know. The way they've raised Erin so cooperatively even though they don't want to be in a relationship."

I can only gape, face half buried in my pillow. "Dinner?" I was very firm about no more family dinners with the Macs.

"They've done so much for us. This is long overdo."

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