You know that game where you write a sentence, fold the paper over and write the first word of the next line for another person to complete, on and one ad infinitum, e pluribus unum?

No? Then get out from under your rock and/or roll and read the results of when my wife Jh and I did that thing I just said that you could do just then up there!

I am in bold, Jh is un unbold.

Once there was an escape artist named Humphrey. He liked to paint escapes.

He was an omnivore by trade and a kind and gentle lover.

He liked to eat nuts. Or cheese. Pretzels. Umm… Chips maybe.

“Yum! What a delicious branch, no slugs or anything!” Most of the branches he ate were full of

Slugs and pretzels climbed the walls as he sat and pondered his future. What could he be instead of an escape artist? Rope handler? Rope twirler? Soap on a rope tester? Something not to do with rope?

And then he wondered whether he should add a little cheese to his diet

Because of this, he died of shock. Which is quite shocking.

The end!

Okay so it didn’t really work but I hope you find this story charming and not too SHOCKING!?!

This is Humphrey, just at the time he was pondering his future.

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