Saturday, March 21, 2015

Thomas' Third 119th Story

1.     119.     Once upon a time, there was a hotel.  It was a Christmas hotel.  It was always Christmas at the hotel.  And it was always winter at the hotel.  And there was always snow on the roof of the hotel.  You could slide down the roof to where the snowmen lived.  But you couldn’t walk – it’s too slippery. And when it was night, the snowmen would play and wish on stars.
The End.

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