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PULLING YOUR LEGS
ONE DAY, MY FRIEND AND MYSELF WERE SUPPOSE(D) TO MEET
DOWNTOWN AT THE SHOW. AFTER I WAITED FOR QUITE SOME
TIME, I FIGURED SHE WASN'T COMING, SO I DECIDED TO TAKE
A BUS HOME. BY THIS TIME, IT WAS GETTING DARK OUTSIDE.
AS I GOT OFF THE BUS, I NOTICED ANOTHER MAN GOT OFF ALSO.
IT SOON BECAME EVIDENT THAT HE WAS FOLLOWING ME AND I
DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. THERE JUST HAPPENED TO BE A
STORE IN THE MIDDLE OF MY STREET, SO I DECIDED TO STOP
IN THERE AND PERHAPS LOSE HIM. I WAITED A WHILE IN THE
STORE, UNTIL I THOUGHT IT WAS SAFE ENOUGH TO LEAVE.
I STARTED WALKING AGAIN AND SURE ENOUGH THE SAME PERSON
WAS FOLLOWING ME. IT WAS JUST A FEW MORE HOUSES UNTIL
I WOULD COME TO MINE, SO I DECIDED TO START RUNNING, AND
SURE ENOUGH, THE MAN IN BACK OF ME STARTED RUNNING
ALSO. I KNEW THAT MY SIDE DOOR OF MY HOUSE WAS OPEN,
SO I DECIDED TO RUN FOR IT. I RAN, THE MAN WAS RIGHT
BEHIND ME. I HURRIEDLY OPENED THE DOOR AND STARTED
RUNNING UP THE STAIRS, BUT SUDDENLY I SLIPPED AND THE
MAN STARTED PULLING MY LEGS!!! JUST LIKE I'M PULLING
YOURS.
Where learned: CANADA ; ONTARIO ; WINDSOR
Subject headings: | PROSE NARRATIVE -- Jest Anecdote |
Date learned: 09-23-1967