MBM – Bernard

Bernard took another sip of his frothy coffee.  He was instantaneously transported back to April 13th 1908, and that fateful night that he accidentally killed Audrey’s gecko.  She had never forgiven him.  Bernard sighed.  Bernard wept.

Sometimes I embellish the milk bottle with a work of literature.  Today is one such day.  I truly spoil you.  Consider yourself spoiled.  You truly are the victim of a spoiling.  You are the spoilee.  I am the spoiler.  Spoil, spoil, spoil…

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