Thursday, May 23, 2013

Thomas' 561st Story -- Illustrated





Once upon a time, there was a Thomas named Thomas.  He could smell his breath.  It smelled like a windmill.  Or a water castle.  Or a green house.
I'm not sure which.

The End.

(May 2013.)
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