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We were all teasing eachother it was the ghost of the dead man. It looked just liked him. However, we all knew that dead mean…
A sequel to What the?
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Howie Amourscow
Don't look now. I'm in your house.
Standing On The Shoulders Of Giant Midgets
Where in the world is Howie Amourscow? I’ve been busy. Nothing much, tho’ there is a regular blog (Standing On The Shoulders Of Giant Midgets) if you want to drop by—look, there’s even a link above the profile!
I do lurk and read when I have the chance, and there are a few things around here I’d like to get back to if they haven’t been picked up by any of the highly talented writers around here.
So yes, I’m okay and I’m still interested, and I’ll see if I can throw up some more bits and pieces here and again.
Keep ficleting!
Published on May 07, 2007.
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