Tuesday, March 23
Every half hour, my cuckoo clock awakes from its short-lived slumber. Just as I was walking past it in near absolute darkness, the gears came to life and out of the miniature wooden door came a terrifying "cuckoo" which sent my adrenaline glands a-pumping. What are the odds of the cuckoo cuckoo-ing precisely into my right ear? Exactly! My instinct was to scream and smash whatever that was- but fortunately I held back before realizing my folly. ): Bloody fucking hell.
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