Where is everyone today? Father's Day must have been pretty wild or something, everyone is so quiet.
Let's write a story, we haven't done that in a while. I'll start, you add to it in the comments. Somebody play along so it looks like I have friends, OK? Here we go:
Stankfila was tired since she had arrived home late Sunday night from her impromptu weeked trip to Funderberg. When she staggered into the break room at work for a cup of coffee, she heard someone whisper her name from over near the vending machines: "Pssst, Stankfila. Over here!" She whipped around to look, and...
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