So I was walking past the mental hospital the other day and from over the fence I could hear a group of patients chanting "Thirteen, Thirteen, Thirteen...". There was a knot hole in the wooden fence and curiosity was killin me, so I eased on over for a better look. As I put my face up near the hole, a broom handle gouged me in the eye pretty hard. Then the chanting immediately changed to "Fourteen, Fourteen, Fourteen...".
Iddee needs to watch out for you. That's a good one.
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