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  1. coketalk:

Okay, Elvis.



Every summer day for fifteen years, I drove past Dr. Nick’s house. He got the paper from his driveway in the mornings wearing nothing but a light pink robe. Sometimes, he’d forget to tie the belt. We called him Dr. Feelnothing.

    coketalk:

    Okay, Elvis.

    Every summer day for fifteen years, I drove past Dr. Nick’s house. He got the paper from his driveway in the mornings wearing nothing but a light pink robe. Sometimes, he’d forget to tie the belt. We called him Dr. Feelnothing.