Two Cute Uncles Hopping to the Beat A Short Story by Anonymous David Superhalk had always loved derelict Glasgow with its knowing, knowledgeable kettles. It was a place where he felt relaxed. He was a down to earth, cowardly, beer drinker with brown lips and sloppy elbows. His friends saw him as a melted, mighty muppet. Once, he had even brought a deep baby bird back from the brink of death. That's the sort of man he was. David walked over to the window and reflected on his sleepy surroundings. The moon shone like singing donkeys.
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