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Sea Dog

The barrel keeps rolling until it rolls off the edge of a small cliff. You and the old man scream and hug each other as you fall through the air until the barrel hits the water, and to the releif of both of you floats on the sea. "We seem to be drifting out to sea!" you say with concern as you poke your heads up. "Shouldn't we try and get to shore?"

"Any shore is the same to me." says the old man "We're bound to be washed up sooner or later. Right now you should be more concerned about your doglike head!"

"My WHAT??" you cry, putting your hands to your face.


Written by AndrewAnorak

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