Strange mornin’. Woke up and the roof was half-near gone. Dun know whut happened, dun really remember nothin. In fact, the whole damn building was ’bout to implode. I wasn’t worried er nothing. It was weird ’cause I was very calm.
What goes up, must come down. Or that’s what physics tells us. It was really scary when you could see a couple a floors underneath your feet.
The eclectic dining room looked like it may have been designed by children. The central columns had varying patterns from argyle to geometric to damasks. There was a rather large upright piano caught in the rubble once the floor caved in. At this point, it was nothing more than a rodent’s wonderland.
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some of the best yet!…the quote makes me laugh too. good combo