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spider_fan ([info]spider_fan) wrote,
@ 2011-05-01 00:58:00


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Unusually enough, Flash was out of the house.  He wheeled himself along the sidewalk by the park.  It was a nice day off, and his girlfriend was doing other things.  That left Flash with nothing but himself and, being outside.  And all the people giving him looks for having nothing below the kneecaps.  Screw them, though.  He'd gotten over feeling sorry for himself, and he didn't need them to feel sorry for him either.

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[info]punny_parker
2011-05-06 12:45 pm UTC (link)
"Well, you can't beat that, I guess. Can you tell me what they've got you working on, or would you have to kill me?"

Clearly, a joke, and an old one at that, but that might be a little close to home in this situation.

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