Bars & Stripes
An upholsterer and a zebra skin couch walk into a bar
The couch being rather awkward for a zebra
Knocks over a table spilling pitchers of beer all over itself
The couch stamps and let's out a whinny in sudden discomfiture,
"Don't carry on so my fine exotic furniture, says the upholsterer.
I got you covered. "
Short story by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2019-12-25 at 15:00




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