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Tuesday, November 01, 2005

The story of the frog

There was a sweet little frog. He loved life, and loved his friends. The frog was happy, until cancer struck. He became cranky and spiteful. He had suicidal tendancies, and enjoyed the melody of songs about death. He had lucious hair, but the wrath of chemotherapy caused his dark hair, to fall out in large chunks. This caused more havok inside his brain. He was deeply upset, and was tempted to commit suicide. But his friends told him, it will come back, all in time dear bald friend.
The end.


That was my story. Quite a tearjerker, huh?

1 Comments:

Blogger upthekhyber said...

i freakin bawled

November 02, 2005 4:47 PM  

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